Luyện nghe bài hát Freesignal

I have a to live. Can't take away from me!
The car drove at a hundred miles.
It threw a bag in the shape of a body read.
I've got and you're wasting it here.
She knew these words and placed her body back her bunk.
She of better spaces.
Like the stuck in replay.
Ejected her morals
Her mind told her it's sane, sane.
I'd like a that I receive.
A clearer picture my TV.
A static emotional sound
breaking through all the darkness that me.
Towns seem to her style.
She trys to swallow a with the hook intact.
Probing her heart with of fabrication.
She torments herself but that thin to heaven is strong.
Her can barely function. (she looks around)
She's breathing one lung. (she looks around)
She's just to die, to die.
She says "that word" which like a knife.
Coming from TV is a message far from truth.