Luyện nghe bài hát Cubicles

It's the tearing sound of love
out the gray stained windows
And the outside is sterile
And I'm only two cubes

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

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

So I'll my time with strangers
A and it's terminal
In this water-cooler
And it's to a close

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I I'd love to die alone