Luyện nghe bài hát Debate Exposes Doubt

The workin' days were propping the bar quietly the week
And I was in a booth thinking, pretending to read
About the impossibility of one to unconditionally
The words that we into the ground
repetition starts to thin their meaning

Then got frighteningly still
As they and intersected the floor
And I tried to my stare at the perfection that others would kill for
But all of the parts are the on every face, few variables change
The differences pale when compared to the they share

there is clarity and there is purpose after all
But every night ends the same as I'm collapsing once more by side
Finally there is clarity, tiny life is making sense
And every drop numbs the of us, but I alone am staggering