Luyện nghe bài hát Another Sunday

Sunday, hard to get to sleep
When weird are implying threats
On sheets, I sweat

On any day
It's all rest and
And a night of nothing
In the morning coffee

'Cause when the sun down
You close your
And that you might
Wake in the place

I'm out of my
That was what said
was no way
I would trust again

something that fills you up
And it feels you up and
It control of your better sense
There ain't no control of

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

Take me to world
I to know if I belong there
of here
Is there

It is
To want affection
But I don't a real friend
And I hate my whole

But my bed
My lit by a red light
I seen before
floating away

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

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

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

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

something that fills you up
And it feels you up and
It takes control of your sense
There ain't no control of

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