Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Food

Are you to say "hi" to me?
What a of sympathy
I'm stuck in my misery
A son of a bitch...

You know, I used to wake up in a good most everyday
Now it shifts grey to grey
I'm an arm short, but ok
My head to be the problem

You can't bring me I'm already there
There's you can say; I no longer care
I'm sorry, but you can't harm me with attitude
I was raised on food...

Is there anything I can do for
Ease your conscience for a minute or
You can try 'til your face blue
With this son of a bitch

You can't bring me down; I'm there
There's nothing you can say; I no care
I'm sorry, but you harm me with that attitude
I've been raised on broken

Are you to say "hi" to me?
You know I'd like that
What I say and what I might not be the same, you see...
I really, really like that