Luyện nghe bài hát My Interpretation

You talk life, you talk about death,
And in between,
Like nothing, and the words are easy.
You talk me, and you talk about you,
And I do,
Like something, that needs repeating.
I don't need an or for you to realize,
The things we unsaid,
Are only space up in our head.
it my fault, win the game
Point the finger, the blame
and me up and down,
It doesn't now.

'Cause I care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not emotion,
I don't need a reason not to what you say,
Or what in the end.
is my interpretation,
And it don't, don't sense.

The first two weeks turn ten,
I hold my breath and wonder when happen,
it really matter?
If half of you said is true,
And half of what I do could be different,
Would it it better?
If we the things we know,
we have somewhere to go?
The way is down, I can see that now.

I don't care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not emotion,
I don't need a reason not to care you say,
Or what in the end.
is my interpretation,
And it don't, make sense.

It's really not such a

If I talk to you again.
is not about emotion,
I need a reason not to care what you say,
Or happened in the end.
is my interpretation,
And it don't, don't sense.

And it don't have to make no to you at all,
'Cause is my interpretation, yeah, yeah, yeah.