Luyện nghe bài hát Good Morning

Scraping film away your eyes awake to quite the
a strobing TV static flares the neon motel
a tray of ash so
a burns at both it's ends
a of empty bottles posing in the corner as your friends
this place is a and now you believe
this place is obscene, and you gotta
"Good Morning" sir the sirens as they go laughing by
through the pane they bleed inside
the smell of failed attempts and bad
now only to fill your
the taste of bitter sweet now resides on your tongue
this place is a scene and now you
dig your bearings up from beneath the sheets
to find the scary freezing holy at your feet
rise away from last nights to see more in the view
the place of many resonates the morning dew
find yourself now reaching out for what is
your of self belongs in a few belongings you can feel
a broken hugs a lonesome matchbook at the seams
an empty wallet shows a picture that you've never
this is a scene and now you believe
this place is obscene, and you gotta