Luyện nghe bài hát Little Bitter

How the mind shout for rest
When the shaken, yeah
Oh, the tightness in my
Still your leaves I'm

Lord, is a test
Was it fun creating,
My God's a little
And he wants me

Who are you, who can say
It's to live through me?
to be part of me
You're a magazine, yeah

Was it something that I
Was it how breakin', yeah
I'm so selfish, paying your
While your I'm taking

You spend me a tree
Dirty dollar for leaves
Dark in a sea of my
And the on which you feed, you feed

The is a temple, a dormant alter
To infantile men lie around
Itching and for a small piece of sanity
Of you can not give, shit

Buying with my soul
And a little heaven
While the hell I'm

Thieves, parasites, hide life
You know remember me
They are abhorred in
All matters much to me, yeah