Luyện nghe bài hát Starting Over

One, two, now
Those 3 plus years, I was so of
And I threw ''em all for 2 Styrofoam cups
The irony, everyone will think that he to me
my sobriety so public, there's no fuckin' privacy
If I don't about it then I carry a date
08-10-08, but now it's changed in every
When put me in some boxes that say
That I never was, it's the false prophet never came
And will they that everything that I written has all been fake
Oh well I'll just my slip to the grave
Uh, what the fuck are my parents gonna
The success story got his life together and changed
And you know what pain like
When you tell your dad you relapsed and look him into his face
The seep on your shoulder's the heavy weight
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
Them falsely up, give em props, loved and praised
I guess I get this on the page

Feeling and helpless, lost the compass where self is
I know what I gotta do and I help it
One day at a is what they tell us
Now I gotta a way to tell them
God 'em
One day at a is what they tell us
Now I gotta find a way to tell

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

And every kid came up to me
And said I was the music they listened to when first got clean
Now look at me, a couple sober
I'm demons
Back of that meeting on the east
Shaking tweakin', hope that don't see it
Hope no one is looking
That no one recognizes that under that hoodie
Was posted in the back with my hands shooken
If they call on me I'm passing, if they talk to me I'm booking out door
But before I can it somebody stops me and says are you Macklemore?
Maybe this isn't the or time
I just wanted to say that if it wasn't for side I wouldn't have made it
I just look down at the and say thank you
She me she has 9 months and that she's so grateful
Tears in her eyes, looking she's gonna cry fuck!
I got 48 hours, treated 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 I'm tripping yea
God wrote Otherside, that pen was in my hand
I'm just a man, man I fucked up up
Like so many others I just never thought I
I never thought I would, didn't up the book
Doin' it by myself, turn out that 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 starting

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

We so hard
Now we get back what we lost lost