Luyện nghe bài hát Battles

Cursed by my
Teaming with echoes of
I do not feel well, beneath this spell

my social skills
With one more drink and two pills
I do not feel good, I thought by now I
But again

It's one thousand paper cuts
in vinegar
Like the battles yourself
That you insecure

all just a numbing charade
Until the day you wake up
And you're not

Bound by my own
The endless to find fruition
I'm insatiable if my cup is full

My throats are now routine
I gotta write those songs, 'em scream
They're insatiable even if their are full
But then

like one thousand paper cuts
Soaked in
Like the battles with
leave you insecure

It's all just a numbing
Until the day you wake up
And not afraid

It's like one thousand paper
Soaked in
Like the battles with
That you insecure

It's all a numbing charade
the day you finally wake up
And not afraid