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

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

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

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

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

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

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