Luyện nghe bài hát Little Pictures

I draw these pictures
From the thoughts inside my
As I sit this classroom
I don't hear a word thats

But I someday I'll wake up
Read the writings on the
Till than I die
When I sleep I often

views and your habits are not systematic
Your life reek havoc till you wake up (and let it go)
We're fed up, had it
heads full of static
Better your medicine

I sit inside this
and I draw these pictures
I contracted my
They are dipictions of my

The teachers say I'm back
Too much for my own
Still at night I'm
I sleep the way I should

Your views and your habits are not
Your life will reek havoc till you up (and let it go)
We're fed up, had it
heads full of static
Better take your

(It's a line)

I ditched my
To stay in bed
I that I die reckless
But I seem to change
Ya I've drawn this little
of the outside my window
I know someday I'll up
And the whole gonna blow

The lead on my pencil
I'm a sucker