Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (english)

I feel hatred towards people when look at me
I angry at all when people sigh
I'm of myself and if I am no longer sure
Of loving both the weather to 'harder
I'll cut my to go to a better world
So find that that I found within me
Why ask pa 'fill a that nothing fills
Because I feel that blood no flows in my veins
Hatred and bitterness after living so much pain
I am a prisoner, slave of four
And I'm drowning lost hope in a of tears
I can not find the exit, I'm like a
In my mind in an instant I see moments of my
Is my destiny? Death approaches
Every is closer
Find your hurts, find your angry
And for your loss, your
Watch your each day
Because otherwise you'll fall into oblivion and the game
Fight against wind and forever
Jura fight in the until it bursts
She not exist. nothing to fight
no more, you face your fears
It is not easy to live it inside, which will
Distress is that hidden and can not find
So many questions, there are so few
We hide the truth is that this sucks
You know who you were, who you are, who you
Lucky you had and never will accompany
I'm sick of all suffering end
I a thorn that burns me inside
As a coward I am I will the vacuum
I my soul will be relieved after this suicide

(x2)
Gray days, because we all
Gray days, we failed
Gray days, embarrassed environmental reaction
get up every day pa make own ending

Hanging by a my stability
I drag my body it goes wrong
I think it is a of hell
I am a rag doll in a washing
An intermittent drop slowly my skull
The air is thick, almost
Prone to immersed in a shock of mind, frenetic
It the tempo of my heart
Anxiety over my situation brings
Bad luck is my infection
I dissected, no access to his will, my mind
Evolves into the part of my soul bare
I to be strong, that underlying fissures
am the gore of contemporary rap
This poetry flows uranium impregnated
I offer life ensucio substitutes
Subliminal as fetuses in formaldehyde
I to the sun, I am glad in crucible
Cométela my whole shit, rap
is cruel, honey is at times
Today is a bad day and feel it will end

(x2)
Gray days, because we all
Gray days, we failed
Gray days, being embarrassed environmental
get up every day pa make own ending

Now I feel alone in a place
Everything is harder but I dissimulation
In of anybody, you know? I am a lost soul
I wandered the streets in of some dinner
Now I repent dead and buried
Because I'm like a mirror but on the side
Where I still useless and more ignored
I like an animal, I hope in locked cages
Now there is no back, no one hears me shouting
That day, on that last thing I did was sigh
Pact with Satan in exchange for peace and
I'm in oblivion and no one remember

If it is Abram, the Porta. Alicante, Barcelona, La are gray days