Luyện nghe bài hát Feint Praise

I heap on feint
never getting stronger
No matter how much
I

For it is flawed and
Hollow ringin' in my
And the bitter
Like

Yeah I make the nice and step
Anything to around a fight
I
To say it

For is short
And days filled with rictus
Are wasted and bring
On this

No you never squeeze the tea bag
Leave it

Did it do to you

to be
All to all men
You end up

So no

No more for an easy life
it when I see wrong

So I am done
And
On my bed
I won't wish I'd done something instead