Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Each Day

Each day I have choice too
To try and make right
I awake from the
Another day closer to the
a personal affair
And my fright is in
It just might be the of me
I am
I'm not worried tomorrow
Don't a fuck about yesterday
To get through day of sorrow
I must what comes my way (each day)
Each day I some kind of release
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 a positive
Place my unleashing all the within
I'm not worried about
Don't give a about yesterday
To get this day of sorrow
I face what comes my way (each day)