Luyện nghe bài hát Cubicles

It's the tearing sound of love
Drowning out the gray stained
And the view is sterile
And I'm two cubes down

I'd all the things that we could be
If you took the to notice me
But you can't now, I don't you
And it's not your fault that no one ever

But you don't work here
It's a vacant 3 by 4
And they might fill place
A temporary stand-in for face
This all the time
And I can't but think I'll die alone

So I'll spend my time strangers
A condition and terminal
In water-cooler romance
And it's coming to a

We could be in the park and by a tree
Kicking over we see
Or a dark beach with a view
And pin-pricks in the velvet catch our

But you work here anymore
It's a vacant 3 by 4
And they might fill your
A temporary for your face
This happens all the
And I can't help but I'll die alone

I know you don't work anymore
I you don't work here anymore
I know you don't here anymore
I know you don't work anymore
I you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here

Sometimes I think die alone
I think I'll die alone
Sometimes I I'll die alone
Live and breathe and die

I think I'll die alone
Sometimes I I'll die alone
Sometimes I I'll die alone
I'd think I'd love to die

take
I I'd love to die
Me
I think I'd to die
Just
I think I'd to die
Me

I think I'd to die alone
I think I'd love to die
I think I'd to die alone
I I'd love to die alone
and breathe and die alone
I think I'd love to die
I think I'd love to die

I think I'd to die alone