Luyện nghe bài hát Cubicles

It's the tearing sound of notes
Drowning out the stained windows
And the view is sterile
And I'm only two cubes

I'd photocopy all the things that we be
If you took the to notice me
But you can't now, I blame you
And not your fault that no one ever does

But you don't work anymore
just a vacant 3 by 4
And might fill your place
A stand-in for your face
This all the time
And I can't help but I'll die alone

So spend my time with strangers
A condition and it's
In this romance
And it's coming to a

We be in the park and dancing by a tree
Kicking blades we see
Or a dark beach with a black
And pin-pricks in the velvet our fall

But you don't here anymore
It's a vacant 3 by 4
And they might your place
A temporary for your face
This all the time
And I help but think I'll die alone

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

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

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

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

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

I think I'd love to die