Luyện nghe bài hát Chained to the Couch

Well hot like ouch
And I'm to the couch
And my brain spits bad ideas out of my
a thousand words
Circuits
Crowd and here comes the hearse
And I'm now
Out of my
As the begin to scream
And the winos into the barrooms
To away the dreams
And I can hear years worth of
Outside on dirty street
And I can see the lights
From red to black to blue to brown to
And I been for so long
My eyes begin to
Yes I been staring for so
My eyes begin to
When I was a one
told me I left my rights at the door
As I grow this becomes true more and more
Now I'm staring out that open door
I be screaming
But I ain't got no no more
I ain't got no tears ain't got no tears no
I ain't got no tears ain't got no no more
Guess I lost a few things were dear to me
Like my arms and my legs and my body and my and my will to speak
Now they're just sliding towards that ocean floor beneath
Tryin' to not be under by the waves and the weeds
Rain on the roof fit together so click a tailor made suit
It's like pull, aim, click, bang, and shoot
And the rain and they lick my skin
'Til it's smooth
And they heal years of a thousand bloody wounds
Oh Yes heal over years of a thousand bloody wounds
When I was a one
They told me I left my at the door
As I grow older this becomes true more and
Now I'm just out that open door
I should be
But I got those tears no more
I got no tears ain't got no tears no more
I ain't got no tears ain't got no no more