Luyện nghe bài hát Lemon Water

What in the hell is wrong with
The deranged should be caged, what is wrong people?
It must be them, cant you see that it be me?
Where road ends, thats where mine begins

Theres a giant in my heart
But all I to do is fill it up with alcohol
It closes all the holes, it hides all my
And subdues my restlessness, it enhances my

But makes me order three of buffalo wings
When I would normally just one
It forces me to bob my to songs that I really, really hate
And it makes me want to someone at the bar
Who orders two with lemon

And again I find myself bobbing my head to a mediocre song
When I notice two marginally girls
Parking it to me at the bar
spring water with a twist of lemon

What in the hell is wrong people?
The deranged should be caged, what is wrong with
It be them, cant you see that it couldnt be me?
Where road ends, thats where mine begins

And Im to puke
When a small child sits to me at the bar
But okay
Because to me other peoples are fine

So its no that its parents are ordering water
With lemon and a root for the child
Do you ever yourself striving for perfection
With a virtually attempt at it?
And is that why I find eavesdropping constantly?

Sports bars are the best places to people you hate
Not that Ive met anyone
Its just a matter of to their conversations
And that you hate them
When ofcourse that probably isnt
Because I can get along with anyone if I have to

What in the hell is wrong with
The deranged should be caged, is wrong with people?
It be them, cant you see that it couldnt be me
Where their road ends, thats where begins

Oh, here we go a a few tables down, just ordered lunch
The guy wearing a basketball tank top is having a burger
With fruit instead of fries and his husky date is having a salad
It must be first date

And what goes better with rabbit than ice water
With a slice of
I think if I could be anyone in the whole world
I be a magician

No, then I hate myself more than I already do
But at least I could make all of these people in the bar
Be more like me or even make befriend me

But then again I could become one of
And only would I understand the befits
Of a slice of lemon in ordinary drinking water

What in the is wrong with people?
The deranged should be caged, what is wrong with
It must be them, you see that it couldnt be me
Where road ends, thats where mine begins