Luyện nghe bài hát Dig My Own Grave

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

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

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

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

You are a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad boy
You used to make me feel
You made my day and now gone away
You went, you away

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

It's a sad, sad life to feel sorry for
falls short, we dig our own graves

Now I try to up to the bright side of things
But it just doesn't 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 must be doing 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 feel
And I feel better, I feel worse
And I know where you are
And why am I filled these foolish, foolish thoughts

Why don't go away?
fill me with doubt
And I dig my own
Dig, dig, dig and I dig my own