Luyện nghe bài hát Starting Over

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

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

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

And kid that came up to me
And said I was the music listened to when they first got clean
Now look at me, a days sober
I'm demons
Back of that meeting on the east
Shaking tweakin', hope they don't see it
Hope that no one is
That no one recognizes that failure that hoodie
Was posted in the back with my hands shooken
If they on me I'm passing, if they talk to me I'm booking out that door
But before I can make it somebody stops me and says are you
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 she's so grateful
Tears in her eyes, looking like gonna cry fuck!
I barely got 48 hours, like I'm some wise monk
I tell her I relapsed but I can't
I just shake her hand and tell her
Get back to my car and I think I'm yea
God wrote Otherside, that pen was in my hand
I'm a flawed man, man I fucked up up
Like so many others I just thought I would
I never I would, didn't pick up the book
Doin' it by myself, didn't turn out good

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

We so hard
Now we gotta get back what we lost
I you'd go
But you were me all along along

We fell so
Now we gotta get back what we lost