Luyện nghe bài hát Bruised Orange

My heart's in the ice house, hill or come valley
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the
On a winter's morning to a church house
Just to shovel snow

I sirens on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder
An altar boy's hit by a local commuter
Just from walking with his turned
To the train was coming so slow

You can gaze out the window, get mad and get
Throw your hands in the air, say what it matter?
But it don't do no to get angry so help me, I know

For a heart stained in anger grows weak and bitter
You become own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow

I've been brought down to zero, pulled out and put there
I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl the black hair
And my head shouted to my heart
"You look out below"

Hey, it ain't such a long drop, stammer don't stutter
From the diamonds in the to the dirt in the gutter
And you carry bruises to remind you wherever you go

You can out the window, get mad and get madder
your hands in the air, say what does it matter?
But it don't do no good to get angry so help me, I

For a heart in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You become your own as you watch yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a trap of very own chain of sorrow

My heart's in the ice house, come or come valley
Like a ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
On a cold winter's morning to a house
Just to some snow

I heard sirens on the train track howl gettin' nuder
An altar boy's hit by a local commuter
Just walking with his back turned
To the train that was coming so

You can gaze out the window, get mad and get
Throw your hands in the air, say does it matter?
But it don't do no good to get angry so me, I know

For a heart stained in anger grows and grows bitter
You become own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow