Luyện nghe bài hát Dig My Own Grave

Does foolish, foolish thoughts
Why don't go away
They fill me doubt
And I dig my own

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

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

Oh, it makes me feel
me weak in the heart
And I know what to do
Because where am I supposed to get my

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

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

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

Now I try to look up to the bright side of
But it just doesn't to work
You it just makes me feel
Like I'm just out

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

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

Why they go away?
They fill me with
And I dig my own
Dig, dig, dig and I dig my own