Luyện nghe bài hát Little Pictures

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

But I someday I'll wake up
Read the writings on the
Till I die reckless
When I I often fall

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

I sit inside this
and I draw these little
I my distractions
are dipictions of my conflicts

The teachers say I'm laid
Too for my own good
Still at night I'm
I never the way I should

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

(It's a line)

I my obligations
To stay in bed
I that I die reckless
But I never seem to
Ya I've drawn this little
of the world outside my
I know someday I'll up
And the things gonna blow

The on my pencil breaks
Guess I'm a