Luyện nghe bài hát Angels In My Ears

When I'm not music I feel fake as hell;
But I do this to escape myself;
And get lost in it, how can I like I'm trying to find;
A sign my life's not just a waste of my health;

When I'm here I failed to jump;
The part of this all is that I'm not making it up;
My whole life's another tale of and lust;
Where everybody we love's slowly fading to dust;

So I can barely face the sunlight;
Like work was a war with a frontline;
Maybe I'm at peace with my sometimes,
Or maybe I'm to get up and touch life;

I don't do it cause I love my
I do it cause I can't my comfort zone,
I've got fears and hesitations, and can't my head of the taste
Of my memories and

I've got a few to pick with god or the devil, or
Whoever is responsible for me be present, here;
And let me make it perfectly
life itself, not hell or heaven that I fear;

I've got singing in my ears;
I've got a life full of but time to clear my head;
And I hope I forget;
All the in the things that they've said;

got music playing in my ears;
I've got an artists but a childs fears,
got lessons learnt at my best and worst,
And I'm waiting for the skies to clear;

I my beats like they're bad news,
there's no hiding from it, or the tidings they bring;
That's why I see my ink stains tattoos,
Cause when you break it I'm really writing on my skin;

I think I'm looking for an avenue to a complaint
With whatever big cheese about the of the day,
Cause I really saw my youth a playful parade,
So who the hell was on these city making it rain;

And who can I blame, for the of my brain,
Or the way we sit apart when we're taking the
I don't know if art, or it's fate;
Or if I should point the finger at the mirror I'm shaving today;

Cause at heart, I'm a confused boy;
With feelings under wrap protecting a new toy;
And while I it hard to breathe through that packaging,
I aint gonna leave I'm scared of these mannequins;

all running around trying to act like we get it,
When we don't, even know where headed,
And if I did, I have something worth telling,
Though the likelihood is already said it,

But I've got angels singing in my
I've got a life full of struggles but time to clear my
And I hope I never
All the wisdom in the things they've said;

I've got music in my ears;
got an artists soul but a childs fears,
I've got learnt at my best and worst,
And I'm just for the skies to clear;