Luyện nghe bài hát If These Walls Could Talk

Back and forth, forth and I keep pacing.
I stay the same while this keeps changing.
I try to run but these walls got me in.
Is it real or my imagination?

Back and forth, forth and back I pacing.
I stay the same while this world changing.
I try to run but these got me caged in.
Is it or just my imagination?

Sometimes I wonder if these know my deepest secrets,
from whom I love, to who I asleep with.
Can they see my sadness, my madness,
or that stack of magazines underneath my matress?
Can they my breathing, or my footsteps leaving?
out my window ''cause I'm tired of my parents screaming.
Louder than Metallica with a symphony.
than crowds in the eighties screaming for Tiffany.
I feel secluded, my feel polluted.
So I escape to music ''cause I it's therapuetic, and,
this whole world can hate or me, or think i'm ugly,
''cause unlike my friends these wont judge me.
These wont betray me, these walls are like my safety.
But sometimes I feel like walls drive me crazy.
They enslave me or me by myself.
''cause if these walls see everything, why the fuck they help?

If these could talk they'd say,
that I was so lonely.
It feels no one knows me.
These walls closing on me.
If these walls could they'd say,
that I was so lonely.
It like no one knows me.
These keep closing on me.

These walls are my leviathan, my cage, my den.
I'm feeling trapped, strapped to this bed I'm lying in.
I can't escape so I grab hold of my blanket,
counting the on the ceiling for my own entertainment.
And order, it feels like post mortem, shit,
I'd rather have my smashed by Billy Corgan.
''cause these walls watch me asleep and wake up,
they've seen my first kiss, seen my parents break up.
They've seen how I like to make sure my stays shut.
sometimes I my privacy without it you'd see inside of me,
and to pieces like clothes with a bad seamstress.
walls are my diary, my notepad, my Jesus.
A of scenery is really all I need.
''cause walls are closing in and it's hard for me to breathe.
It's hard for me to but not hard for me to fall.
I just don't wanna another brick in the wall.

If these walls could talk say,
I was so damn lonely.
It feels no one knows me
These walls keep on me.
If walls could talk they'd say,
that I was so lonely.
It like no one knows me
These walls keep on me.

Back and forth, and back I keep pacing.
I stay the same this world keeps changing.
I try to run but walls got me caged in.
Is it or just my imagination?
Back and forth, forth and I keep pacing.
I stay the same while this keeps changing.
I try to run but walls got me caged in.
Is it real or my imagination?

If these walls talk they'd say,
that I was so lonely.
It like no one knows me.
walls keep closing on me.
If walls could talk they'd say,
that I was so lonely.
It feels no one knows me.
These walls closing on me.
If these walls could they'd say,
I was so damn lonely.
It like no one knows me.
These keep closing on me.
If these walls could they'd say,
I was so damn lonely.
It feels like no one me.
These walls closing on me.