Luyện nghe bài hát Broke Love

We'll make into love when we're bored
And find the right emotional to cut like a sword
Over the words of a me whispering
Love was the destination but we would for some sympathy
Turning myself into my own lord and finding my own spinal chord
finally safe to throw our bones back into the sea
So we can forget it means to have bodies
pursuing sanity just feels like some sort of couples therapy
For these dual bleeding into my psyche
Just questioning the answers I give to I see
And I was taught to never let take parts away from who I am
But there are parts that make me wanna hurt myself
So what am I supposed to do them?

Your heart is on fire when you water down words
You much higher before you found the lord
And you justify the way you hate yourself forgiveness
Objects of obsession in repetition
This cycle where we try to reasons that we're living
I'm a product of the products I let into my heart I loved you

Ashes look the same whether they are your lover or an object that you would rather face than with your pain
Or the emotional strain that with tearing open the seams
Passionately neglecting anything but the string
We transform from being two souls searching for in a bad dream to just two strangers with shared memories
And sometimes I found stability while you kissed your goodbye
I know a song won't do but it's all I have so I'll try

Your heart is on fire when you water down words
You started much higher you found the lord
And you the way you hate yourself with forgiveness
Objects of obsession in constant
This cycle where we try to find reasons that living
I'm a product of the products I let into my heart before I you

Take two years from my life and a couple from each
We'll collect another thirty and bring you back from the dead
Take two years from my and a couple from each friend
We'll collect thirty years and bring you back from the dead
Take two from my life and a couple from each friend
We'll collect another thirty years and bring you back from the
Take two years from my life and a couple from friend
We'll bring you back the dead, you could see me again
You could see me

And since you left you hardly ever up
And I'll tell you there's a part that I will never up
You tell yourself now that I could find out
Why you never found me when was such a vacant dream we'd scream
Never let someone parts away from who I am
But there are parts that sometimes me wanna hurt myself
So what am I supposed to do them?