Luyện nghe bài hát End(less)

Visions of my past appear to me in my
long forgotten, manifest themselves
Within the depths of my

Reason and logic explain
The happenings within my

Insomnia is nothing new, a habit accustomed
spent pondering my interpretation
Of and wrong

the silence of words unspoken
Desperation its plea

blankly into a future unknown by all
Why I put myself this endless torment?
I'll know

heal with time, or so we're told
So happens when time stands still?