Luyện nghe bài hát Memories

Its Chapter III, in what i hoped was a story.
Ive tried every self help, pill, I've washed down with a sorrowful taste
But no, maybe tomorrow, i'll wake up my self-hate
feeling low, until then though, i'll just sleep through the day, my life away

There's just left
And I find myself old
The sun down
And the gets cold
Year by year old
I built broken home
Brick by
I make sick
I'm for meaning
your name I'm screaming

Mercy me, this is not I wanted to be
Well I broke down
I stay inside breathing for days
So no tomorrow,
I'll up without my self hate
Feeling low all I is
This is not I wanted

There's just left
And I find growing old
The sun comes
And the night gets
Year by year old
I this broken home
by brick
I myself sick
I'm searching for
It's name I'm screaming

They say when broken
You will always be that way
They say, be okay,
But I'm not feeling
They say that they best
That it's to forget
There's just left