Luyện nghe bài hát Grow Old

this wasn't to be external
but it seems made a mess
this meant to be special
now it's nagging me:

talk to me

i could improvise
and i could try to
until i'm left with admission
that i'm not all there is to
i lie to be gentle
we will never be the
the more i am that it's the surface
the more the walls to flake

talk to me
don't to me
keeping
as if the hurt could
walk with me
your feet are obvious
and how could you brag
a willing keen
in rolling waves of
you've made your bed now sleep in it you
they would've flared out summer
just some pictures i could
your inventive

i won't ever asleep
and now i'm sorry for
how you it up again
now i'm you backpedal
i supposed to feel ashamed