Luyện nghe bài hát Fearless

I know whether to laugh or cry
And I don't know to live or die
I kept my love for her locked deep
It cuts like a knife, she's out of my

Out of my life, out of my
Out of my mind, there's no love in
I on, move on

God, I wasn't breast fed
And of my conversations with men seem to revolve around music
I'm no musician but the has been instrumental
My sense finally the instruments of, of, of

Of being lonely, of lost, of being loved, of being human
Man I could use a metaphor but I can't get beyond shit
I use someone to talk to
But of my conversations with men seem to revolve around music

I am a poet who what the world proses
And what the world composes
I am a poet who what the world proses
And proses the world composes

Damned indecision and pride
I my love for her locked deep inside
And I know what to do
To get it to you

Get out of my tonight
Get out of my
Out of my life, out of my
Out of my mind, no lovin' fair
I on, move on

She had nothing but on her hands
Silver rings, turquoise stones and purple
I rub my thumb across her
A featherbed where a psalm

Yay though I walked, I to fly, and now we dance
I watch my toenails blacken and walk a deadened
'Til she woke me the knife edge of her glance
I have the scars to prove the clock with her hands

And I don't what to do
To get it to you
And I don't what to do
To get it

Out of my life, out of my
Out of my mind, no lovin' fair
I move on, move on, I on