Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

I
Sometimes I feel like I want to
No one will if
I forfeit my soul blow myself a clip
That's my father did no gun, a and he hung
My mom found him in the basement as he swung
At 5 years old what does do to a kid
Produced a maniac anthrax of a kid
I an ambulance, sirens I'm told to be silent
I'm trying to find why my house is a riot
Got to go can't take it, Uncle face is changing
I race to my father in the bottom of the basement
My mothers covered in tears her filling with fear
on the floor shout's to God why am I are hear
Scared to even ask, where my dad is at the
I guess for now it's a memory

Mom where's dad, where is he mom, dad
No

This is my my world
My nightmare stuck here won't
Is a light that can shine on me?
Dear God I pray you hommie
is Chris your son praying feeling so lonely
My my world
My stuck here won't turn

II
Can you relate to me? not
You still hate ye father, wanna to ye mom
Got a dad attacking in the night at around
are like drums coming to you, ye can't run
Struggle the thoughts, am I normal or not
Abused all my even when I called out to God
What the flip, it's a shame what in the dark
to people all they seeing is the scars
Hold on yo, use make it
Your can't be broken, soul not taken
Praying in the power of the tongue for my
New Testament Christ let him in
Ye brains still confused what am I to do
When ye folks choke, tie ropes around you
Walls fall surround you forget living I'll never fitting
God's love is real no matter you've ever been in

This is my life my
My stuck here won't turn
Is there a light that can on me?
God I pray you hear hommie
This is Chris your son praying feeling so

My my world
My nightmare stuck here won't
Is there a light can shine bright won't burn?
when I see Christ Soul journ

This is my life lord can ye on me
Can hear me?
can you save me?

III
Have you felt like you wanna die?
End in the night, say bye like a Lola bye
And just ye eyes
Those almost killed me,
Feeling filthy, no ability to
Commit I won't be guilty
There's no perfect life, it's all hype,
The TV feeding ye right
I've seen both sides of it by now, I would a bowed
A new the lost can be found
in some real dirt, ye life kind a sucks
Ye adjust, but you'd rather die in the dust
I've had I look to him, and in God I trust
Sometimes it gets rough but ye can't up