Luyện nghe bài hát Mediocre Shakespeare

How did I let happen?
Let myself back into the role of victim
Thought I'd that all "way-back-when"
While forgetting Grace, I my own tragedy

back into the "how-could-this-have-happened-to-me's"
Like melancholy play
That no one to see
I'm on anyway

It seems we have sickness
A misconception, if you
That once we've over something
It in the dust, eternal, never to breathe again
But that's not the way works
of what haunt us
Will on new forms in the end
The likes of which we'd not yet
How quickly our fill with dread
Yeah, it on the righteous as well as the wicked
But some afflictions can like death

fallen back into the "how-could-this-have-happened-to-me's"
Like some melancholy
no one paid to see
I'm directing on

We either fight or
Which one's it be
it's an old demon in a new disguise
I you stand up tall to face him
Pray you have the to look him in his eyes
Scream in proclamation
"I've seen your before
G-d, I let the fly right on by
till my spirit was laid low
But now my eyes are wide
This time I see right through your
You've to put me in the ground before
my light
I've got the scars to for it
But what was once a reminder of death, is now an of life
Because I took the worst you at me and, damn it, I survived.
So get behind me,
I to let myself be bound
I won't to mental slavery
while your torments abound
Depart me!"

I swear a strength inside you
A faint whisper calling you to be
And the next time it the darkest
Like you couldn't possibly be
Stripped of all comfort and
I you face your adversary
And find you're stronger than you