Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Weeks

My life's these yellow lines, and parliament butts
Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for bucks
Load in, check, play show, load out
go, next city, oh great, off day

Hangovers, hangups, dial backs, make up
Apologies and and nobody acknowledges
That boys in got it so damn bad
But we love like the last cigarette we'll ever

I'm putting miles on my body due for a tune up
In this gas station, food ain't really but
I'm every minute, every road signs a reminder
Of exactly why we did it to with

is how it has to be
A kiss for luck, myself
And in 7 resurface, I'm like this
Even if we don't look back

Tired boys wired eyes
Exposing to the public eye
We're perfect, I'm like
Even if we don't back again

I like these hotels, passports, random bag
Day dreams of love that I haven't had yet
Touch down, claim, new town, different dame
Same clothes, 7 days, whew, damn, I to change

And it's a lifestyle I wouldn't
Wild 'n out on a level Nic Cannon couldn't
(Fuck out of here)
We made a lot of friends and more enemies
Some of which were genuine and others pretend to be

Soft raving baby, lovely
Even when the gray rain cloud's right me
The girl's textin' me about gettin' all cuddly
'Cause you paint a picture but the frame is so ugly

is how it has to be
A kiss for luck, submerge
And in 7 resurface, I'm like this
Even if we don't look again

Tired with wired eyes
Exposing to the public eye
We're perfect, I'm like
Even if we look back again

And now it's back in a van with four of my
Until we catchin' a tan on the sands
I feel like tourin' this land's me more of a man
killa California to the shores of Japan

Good stayin' up late in Austin
to coast, V8 to Chicago
To gettin' up Johnny Cupcakes in Boston
And that most great eight in Colorado

Home ain't no more
I hug the road and the concrete
And I even hear her heartbeat
No where we go or where we at
We carry upstate on our back, it's like

is how it has to be
A for luck, submerge myself
And in 7 weeks resurface, I'm this
if we don't look back again

Tired boys with wired
imperfections to the public eye
We're perfect, I'm like
Even if we look back again

is how it has to be
A kiss for luck, myself
And in 7 weeks resurface, I'm like
Even if we look back again

Tired with wired eyes
Exposing to the public eye
We're perfect, I'm this
Even if we don't look again

So a lot of you realize
There's a subculture
Of boys driving in vans
Even if we don't look again

Looking for your
And lottery tickets
Love it or leave it, I'm like
if we don't look back again

I love my life,
if we don't look back again
Even if we don't look back