Luyện nghe bài hát Fearless

I know whether to laugh or cry
And I know whether to live or die
I my love for her locked deep inside
It like a knife, she's out of my life

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

Dear God, I wasn't fed
And most of my conversations with men 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 could use someone to to
But most of my conversations with men to revolve around music

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

indecision and cursed pride
I my love 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, 'cause no lovin'
I on, move on

She had nothing but time on her
Silver rings, stones and purple nails
I rub my thumb across her
A featherbed where slept a

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

And I don't know 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 fair
I move on, move on, I on