Luyện nghe bài hát Starting Over

One, two, now
Those 3 years, I was so proud of
And I threw ''em all away for 2 Styrofoam
The irony, everyone will think that he to me
Made my so public, there's no fuckin' privacy
If I don't talk about it then I a date
08-10-08, but now been changed in every
they put me in some boxes that say
That I never was, it's the false that never came
And will they think that that I written has all been fake
Oh well I'll take my slip to the grave
Uh, what the fuck are my parents say?
The success story that got his life together and
And you know what looks like
When you tell dad you relapsed and look him directly into his face
The seep on your shoulder's the seemingly heavy
I haven't tears like this on my girl
In a while the trust that I once been betrayed
But I'd rather live telling the than be judged for my mistakes
falsely held up, give em props, loved and praised
I I gotta get this on the page

Feeling and helpless, lost the compass where self is
I know I gotta do and I can't help it
One day at a time is what they us
Now I gotta a way to tell them
God 'em
One day at a time is what they us
Now I gotta a way to tell them

We fell so
Now we gotta get what we lost, lost
I felt go
But you with me all along along

And every kid that up to me
And said I was the music they listened to when they got clean
Now look at me, a couple sober
I'm fighting
Back of that on the east side
Shaking tweakin', hope that they see it
that no one is looking
That no one recognizes that failure that hoodie
Was in the back with my hands crossed shooken
If they call on me I'm passing, if they talk to me I'm booking out that
But before I can make it somebody stops me and are you Macklemore?
Maybe this the place or time
I wanted to say that if it wasn't for other side I wouldn't have made it
I just down at the ground and say thank you
She tells me she has 9 months and that so grateful
Tears in her eyes, looking she's gonna cry fuck!
I got 48 hours, treated like I'm some wise monk
I wanna tell her I relapsed but I
I just shake her hand and her congrats
Get back to my car and I think I'm yea
'Cause God wrote Otherside, pen was in my hand
I'm a flawed man, man I fucked up up
Like so many I just never thought I would
I never thought I would, didn't up the book
it by myself, didn't turn out that good

If I can be an example of getting
Then I can be an example of starting
If I can be an of getting sober
I can be an example of starting over

We so hard
Now we get back what we lost lost
I felt go
But you were with me all along

We so hard
Now we gotta get back we lost lost