Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Mourning

Friday
I am dressed in
the house lights
I'm not coming

For years, I you
Through tears, I you
Friday mourning, comes a time
Before breaks, this very smug mug of mine

This dawn raid put paid to all the things
I whispered to you at night
And I will never stand in front of you or if I do
It won't be for a time

Look to me, just once to me
look away
Look to me
Then away

And they hold me down the hall
And when they kick me down the
I see the all lined up before me of teachers and of parents
And bosses who all a point of view
You are a loser, you are a loser,

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Friday
in black
I won't be coming

Friday
in black
I be coming back

Friday
Friday, Friday, Friday