Luyện nghe bài hát Another Sunday

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

On any day
all rest and flowers
And a long of nothing
In the morning coffee

'Cause the sun goes down
You close your
And that you might
Wake in the same

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

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

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

me to your world
I want to if I belong there
Instead of
Is there

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

But my bed
My window's lit by a red
I seen before
While away

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

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

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

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

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

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