Luyện nghe bài hát Fearless

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

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

Dear God, I breast fed
And most of my conversations men seem to revolve around music
I'm no musician but the pain has instrumental
My sense tune 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 this
I could use someone to to
But most of my conversations 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 composes what the proses
And proses the world composes

Damned indecision and pride
I kept my love for her locked inside
And I don't know 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, 'cause no fair
I move on, on

She had but time on her hands
Silver rings, turquoise stones and nails
I rub my thumb her palm
A featherbed where a psalm

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

And I know what to do
To get it to you
And I know what to do
To get it

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