Luyện nghe bài hát Fearless

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

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

Dear God, I wasn't fed
And most of my conversations with men seem to revolve around
I'm no but the pain has been instrumental
My finally tune the instruments of, of, of

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

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

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

Get out of my life
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, stones and purple nails
I rub my thumb across her
A where slept a psalm

Yay though I walked, I used to fly, and now we
I watch my blacken and walk a deadened trance
'Til she woke me with the knife edge of her
I the scars to prove the clock strikes 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, 'cause no lovin'
I move on, on, I move on