Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Each Day

Each day I have another too
To try and make right
I from the nightmare
Another day closer to the
With a affair
And my is in moderation
It just be the death of me
I am
I'm not about tomorrow
give a fuck about yesterday
To get this day of sorrow
I must face what my way (each day)
Each day I need some kind of
To pull the on my soul and
Breathe through the hole
I need some
I am deceased
I to see my world in its
Negative state became a
Place my unleashing all the hate
I'm not worried tomorrow
Don't give a fuck yesterday
To get through day of sorrow
I face what comes my way (each day)