Luyện nghe bài hát Bleeding With The Times

(R. Brewster-Miller)
I my life
scratching in the
trying to someone to clean me up
and give back I deserve
there's footsteps behind
knocking on my door
but there's there
I said I didn't need any more
up pieces
trying to make fit
thinking about
in the heat
up the world
a dead end kid
you your life

I see on the ceiling
I lie awake in bed
and I can shed the tears
always up my head
so easy to pretend
I believe in
all that I
up pieces
trying to make fit
thinking about
in the heat
up the world
like a end kid
you spend life
bleeding...
You spend life
blaming the
you in
redirecting
Eden
you've been
you've been
you've been
you spend your
with the times
I see
silhouetted at the
like an alien a friend
nothing to
so I climb into the back
and I wonder if love
when down to getting naked
it's just any other photograph
up pieces
trying to make fit
about Jesus
shivering in the
up against the
like a end kid
dreaming up
the hypocrite
only one step
of in the street
you you life bleeding