Luyện nghe bài hát Death Of Me

Have you tried to talk and not make sense?
And do you ever want to drive away and not tell them where you've
And do the skies too bright?
Do the southern winds seem to as sweet as sin?

And I've got no place to rest my
And all my clever words now been said
And I think this will turn out to be the of me
The death of me, the of me, the death of me

And do you see a stranger in every
Does it seem you need to find an opinion you can prove?
And are your feet shuffling the door?
And has it to the point where you can't take it any more?

And I've got no place to my head
And all my words have now been said
And I think this will out to be the death of me
The of me, the death of me, the death of me

The death of me, oh Lord, the of me