Luyện nghe bài hát Black Out

These thoughts be mine.
but they're the thoughts I have.
In city of imitation, dying to survive.
and when night comes spent on.
Getting drunk and drugs.
or letting one thing be to love someone.
But then by day I'm a stomach ache that go away.

We set patterns that our balance.
Taking things in secret. ourselves clean.
And we moving with these same mistakes.
chemicals in our brains.
Nightmares of never anything.

'Til not around anymore.
and is this hum in our heads
and we're again.
Screaming that goes on and on and on and...
like steady wearing out.
The that we forget.

Nothing ever happens. Nothing here.
and will ever happen. Nothing matters here.

Why do we the things
we we figured out?