Luyện nghe bài hát Little Pictures

I draw little pictures
the thoughts inside my head
As I sit inside classroom
I don't hear a word thats

But I someday I'll wake up
the writings on the wall
Till than I die
When I sleep I fall

Your views and your are not systematic
Your life will havoc till you wake up (and let it go)
fed up, we've had it
Your heads full of
Better your medicine

I sit this classroom
and I draw these little
I contracted my
are dipictions of my conflicts

The teachers say I'm laid
Too much for my own
at night I'm restless
I never sleep the way I

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
heads full of static
Better take your

(It's a line)

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

The lead on my breaks
Guess I'm a