Luyện nghe bài hát Fearless

I know whether to laugh or cry
And I don't whether to live or die
I kept my love for her 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 love in
I on, move on

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

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

Damned indecision and cursed
I kept my love for her locked deep
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 on, move on

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

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

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

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