Luyện nghe bài hát Little Pictures

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

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

Your and your habits are not systematic
Your life will 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 classroom
and I draw these pictures
I contracted my
They are of my conflicts

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

Your views and habits are not systematic
Your life reek havoc till you wake up (and let it go)
We're fed up, had it
Your heads of static
Better take 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 little picture
of the world my window
I know I'll wake up
And the things gonna blow

The lead on my pencil
Guess I'm a