Luyện nghe bài hát Twenty

When you're younger, people tell you that you grow up you'll know more
but the older that I get the I understand the world.
And I can recognize people that I knew before.
It only me two decades to find out who they really are
and who always been.
From the new angle I stand,
I see those that make them human.

The ones you thought
now are greying, now are frail.
The ones you to for your answers
are just as and as confused.
A gale sweeps off their feet and
tosses into a sea of overwhelming reality--
those things didn't want to see.
And they call that 20.
crossroads in the country,
the door in front of me.

twenty. We're twenty.
What do our age do?
Are we all closet philosophers and record too?
We're twenty. twenty.
Reusing our old coffee grinds cause we can't afford brew.
we say we're grown men and women,
I think we all want to fit in.

You have friends get stupid
and some who are firm.
You try to step lively on the balance that grazes both their worlds.
You're searching for your definition while the heard
and you're conscious of the fact you probably cost more than you're worth.
Still, a Friday night is
And God you a paycheck.

Till one day it all you
the universe says, "Act age"
And you're thrown an intersection that parts 50 ways.
Feet mesmerized and terrified to know life will change
Cause the second that you a route is the second that you'll say,

"Did I choose the one?"
"In hindsight, I be proud?"
But the only way to know is to it.
twenty. We're twenty.
What do our age do?
Are we all closet and record junkies too?
twenty. We're twenty.
Reusing our old coffee grinds we can't afford fresh brew.
we say we're grown men and women,
I think we all want to fit in.

Folks'll ask you 'bout your future, the obstacle you've feigned
and you're yourself lying to 'em just to keep 'em entertained
With fingers crossed behind your back, it don't good to talk like that
But who expects a whippersnap' to take advice from just any old hand?
From just who passes
We don't take words the masses

Cause who knows where be for the next twenty years or more
what tragedies or will come a-knocking at your door.
For now your most jobs are trying to keep a level head
to pick up your own shovel,
and a lot of hands
Cause memories are
even all the bad
And when you make 'em.

twenty. We're twenty.
What do our age do?
Are we all philosophers and record junkies too?
We're twenty. twenty.
Reusing our old coffee grinds cause we can't afford brew.
we say we're grown men and women,
I we all just want to fit in.

We're twenty. twenty.
What do our age do?
Are we all closet philosophers and junkies too?
Do we all re-use our coffee grinds cause we can't afford brew?
Can we all only stretch as far out as our debts us to?
Though we that we've got it together,
call ourselves men and women,
I think we all just to fit in.