Luyện nghe bài hát Mediocre Shakespeare

How did I let this
Let myself slip back the role of victim
Thought I'd that all "way-back-when"
While Grace, I increased my own tragedy

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

It we have this sickness
A misconception, if you
That once we've triumphed over
It lays in the dust, eternal, never to breathe
But that's not the way this
Reflections of what us
Will on new forms in the end
The likes of which not yet seen
How quickly our fill with dread
Yeah, it rains on the as well as the wicked
But some afflictions can feel death

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

We fight or flee
Which it gonna be
Realize an old demon in a new disguise
I hope you up tall to face him
Pray you have the strength to look him in his
loud in proclamation
"I've seen your kind
G-d, I let the fly right on by
till my spirit was laid low
But now my are open wide
time I see right through your lies
You've tried to put me in the before
my light
I've got the to show for it
But what was once a reminder of death, is now an affirmation of
I took the worst you threw at me and, damn it, I survived.
So get behind me,
I refuse to let be bound
I won't to mental slavery
while your torments abound
Depart me!"

I swear there's a strength you
A faint whisper you to be brave
And the next time it the darkest
you couldn't possibly be saved
Stripped of all comfort and
I hope you your adversary
And find stronger than you think