Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

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

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

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

II
Can you relate to me? not
You still hate ye father, wanna to ye mom
Got a dad attacking in the at around 1:00
Feet are like coming to you, ye can't run
Struggle with the thoughts, am I or not
Abused all my life even when I out to God
What the flip, a shame what happens in the dark
Invisible to people all they seeing is the
Hold on yo, use gonna it
Your spirit be broken, soul not taken
in the power of the tongue for my friends
New Testament Jesus let him in
Ye brains still what am I suppose to do
When ye folks choke, tie ropes around you
Walls fall down surround you forget living never fitting
God's love is real no matter you've ever been in

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

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

This is my life can ye shine on me
Can anybody me?
Lord can you 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
no perfect life, it's all media hype,
The TV screen's feeding ye
I've seen both of it by now, I would a bowed down
A new sound the lost can be
You're in some real dirt, ye life kind a
Ye might adjust, but rather die in the dust
I've had enough I look to him, and in God I
it gets rough but ye can't give up