Luyện nghe bài hát Frayed

All of my
at the seams

All over the
Thought it was
Everything it should be
me

All that
On where it
It
Did you
Or not comprehend?
Procrastination
Are you lately?

"Cut it up, it's fucked" you say, useless
Just a figures for the different uses
it comes the sum of all excuses
Easier to stay, the old

Spread it
Make it
me save him, make the ends
I got to feed, to reimburse
And he's sick, I'm alone and it's getting

"Today, Today" you say, it's
Just a couple figures for the uses
Here the sum of all excuses
Where did you think I got bruises?