Luyện nghe bài hát Motorcycle (Left With Nothing/Long Forgotten/When It's Gone)

Feeling low, I'm ready crack and slowly moving from bending to breaking.
I stay diluted to the pain, but I give her more than she can take.
I'm only the only haven, the still asylum I haven't destroyed yet.
And when gone, I'm left with nothing.

This isn't what we counted on. This isn't what we it'd be.
The fantasy is dead, and I cannot it.
This isn't what we on. This isn't what we said it'd be.
The fantasy is dead, and forgotten.

I her she was killing me and she said she was already dead.
ounce of emotion fades, and I promise you it'll end someday. I hope.
I'm only hoping that this is common. She's all I'm left when all this fades away.
And when gone I'm left with nothing.

isn't what we counted on. This isn't what we said it'd be.
The fantasy is dead, and I feel it.
This isn't what we counted on. This isn't what we said be.
The fantasy is dead, and forgotten.

She doesn't need it. She need it.
My optimism is my failure.

This isn't we counted on. This isn't what we said it'd be.
The fantasy is dead, and I feel it.
This isn't what we on. This isn't what we said it'd be.
The fantasy is dead, and forgotten.