Luyện nghe bài hát Incomplete

We your one hand clapping.
music to our ears.
You don't the way we sound.
We like the way you hear.
Sorry we ain't hard to piss your parents off.
not our policy.
We that game and lost.
You keep saying you're just time.
Be careful,
You're killing of mine.
I don't it.
it to yourself.
You can't it,
So put it on a shelf.
hate makes hate.
It percolates.
You're up a storm.
song's the head of your coffee spoon,
Mirroring form.
The distortion's accurate.
I'd say your head's about size.
vision's been so striken by those beady little eyes.
And all the nursery rhymes.
Old hopes cracked by cynical minds.
We'll try to them out sometime.
I wouldn't want to be so in a world about to freeze.
You're so hard brittle.
You easily.
And no one's there to you up
'cause you fucked all your friends.
Lying there an unpieced puzzle nobody can mend.