Luyện nghe bài hát Frayed

All of my
at the seams

All the place
Thought it was
Everything where it be
me

All depends
On it ends
It
Did you
Or maybe not
baby
Are you lately?

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

it thin
Make it
Help me him, make the ends
I got to feed, to reimburse
And he's sick, I'm alone and it's worse

"Today, Today" you say, useless
a couple figures for the different uses
Here comes the sum of all
Where did you think I got bruises?