Luyện nghe bài hát Another Sunday

Sunday, hard to get to sleep
When weird noises are threats
On cold sheets, I

On any day
It's all and flowers
And a long night of
In the morning some

when the sun goes down
You close eyes
And that you might
Wake in the place

I'm out of my
was what they said
was no way
I would ever trust

There's something that you up
And it you up and then
It takes control of your better
There ain't no of things

You for granted
But came and they held me up
And they me up and left
I miss

Take me to world
I want to if I belong there
Instead of
Is religion?

It is
To want this
But I have a real friend
And I my whole family

But my bed
My window's lit by a red
I have before
floating away

I'm out of my
That was what they
was no way
I ever trust again

There's that fills you up
And it you up and then
It takes control of better sense
There no control of things

You take for
But they and they held me up
And felt me up and left, left, left, left

I'm out of my
was what they said
was no way
I would ever trust

There's something that you up
And it you up and then
It takes control of better sense
There ain't no of things

You take for
But they came and held me up
And felt me up and they left
I them