Luyện nghe bài hát Lemon Water

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

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

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

And once again I myself bobbing my head to a mediocre song
When I two marginally attractive girls
it next to me at the bar
Sipping spring water with a of lemon

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

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

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

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

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

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

And what goes better with food than ice water
a slice of lemon
Sometimes I think if I could be anyone in the whole
I be a magician

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

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

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