Luyện nghe bài hát Dig My Own Grave

Does these foolish, foolish
Why don't they go
They me with doubt
And I dig my own

So I cry, cry, cry
And sorry for myself
All I do is get high, that's it
And I dig my own

I don't get it, I just understand
we talked about it
We talked and talked, you
You weren't that of man

Oh, it makes me feel
Makes me in the heart
And I don't what to do
Because where am I supposed to get my

You are a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad boy
You to make me feel good
You my day and now you're gone away
You went, you went

I don't
And I'm full of it all these
Foolish, foolish, foolish,
Foolish, foolish thoughts
Why don't go away?
They me with doubt
And I dig my own

a sad, sad life to feel sorry for yourself
Hope short, we dig our own graves

Now I try to up to the bright side of things
But it doesn't seem to work
You know it just me feel
I'm just missing out

About all the things in life
And having fun, I'm not
I be doing something wrong
But I don't know to do

I try, try, try and try, and try, and try, I if you could
You're supposed to make me better
And I don't feel better, I worse
And I know where you are
And why am I filled with foolish, foolish thoughts

Why don't they go
They me with doubt
And I dig my own
Dig, dig, dig and I dig my own