Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

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

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

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

II
Can you relate to me? not
You still ye father, wanna to kill ye mom
Got a dad attacking in the night at 1:00
Feet are like 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, a shame what happens in the dark
Invisible to people all seeing is the scars
Hold on yo, use make it
Your spirit be broken, soul not taken
Praying in the of the tongue for my friends
New Testament Christ let him in
Ye still confused what am I suppose to do
When ye choke, tie vocal ropes around you
Walls fall down surround you forget living I'll fitting
God's love is real no matter what you've ever in

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

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

This is my life can ye shine on me
Can hear me?
Lord can you me?

III
Have you felt like you wanna die?
End in the night, say good bye like a bye
And just close ye
lies almost killed me,
Feeling filthy, no ability to
Commit suicide I be guilty
There's no life, it's all media hype,
The TV feeding ye right
seen both sides of it by now, I would a bowed down
A new sound the lost can be
You're in real dirt, ye life kind a sucks
Ye might adjust, but you'd rather die in the
I've had enough I to him, and in God I trust
Sometimes it gets rough but ye give up