Luyện nghe bài hát Cry For You

This in my flesh
Is the thing I got left
And it's so to confess
When everybody thinks perfect

But I cry for you
If you it too
And cry for you
If you show how to
The in the room

Take it away, I beg you, it all away
The pain it causes, it makes me wish I could fade
If they knew you knew, they probably shun me
I'm you know it all and you love me
I know I break heart
Body of death, give me rest, if my heart
Then it don't hurt no more, can't get worse no
Can't pursue all desires, it ain't cursed no more
No lies about my worth no more
I understand the thoughts of suicide that do
But when I stop and think about my family, I new inside
I promised I would die a thousand deaths 'fore I them any pain
But I end up killing everything
I cry for you
If you a dark, twisted, heart-wrenching, hate-to-see-your-own-reflection
Praying for an intervention, feeling guilt and feeling
I call on Jesus name
Praying daily, can you away this pain
Take the thorn
it remains, I
the same, I
Know I'm here, but
feel insane
Satan would love to see my give up and up my hands
He say I'm but You say I'm clean

thorn in my flesh
Is the thing I got left
And so hard to confess
When everybody thinks you're

But I cry for you
If you it too
And cry for you
If you how to lose
The in the room

Yeah, Sunday morning, or Sunday
I woke up dead inside all the hurt I saw before me
Evil tryna take away my
Starin' at my phone, feelin' like a
Oh I cry for you, I die for you
To escape the pain I feel all that I've been through
I feel it in my soul and in my
Take away this ugly thorn my flesh
me death
But grace is sufficient to my mission
I'm so far from perfect, believe they listen
But a broken man 'til your healin' happens
And a liar tell you truth to bring you gladness
I could boast in my accomplishments
I can only in God with confidence
of optimist, U and I are consonants
Broken all the vowels, deservin' of every
Will you cry for me, or you judge me
Will you stones at my head, or will you love me
I could be everything that you wanna see
But crooked sticks draw straight lines, just at me
(But crooked sticks draw straight lines, just at me)

thorn in my flesh
Is the only I got left
And it's so to confess
When everybody thinks perfect

But I cry for you
If you it too
And cry for you
If you show how to
The in the room