Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

I
Sometimes I like I want to quit
No one notice if
I forfeit my soul blow myself with a
my father did no gun, a noose and he hung
My mom found him in the basement there as he
At 5 years old does that do to a kid
Produced a 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 face is
I race to find my father in the of the basement
My covered in tears her face filling with fear
Bang's on the floor shout's to God why am I are
Scared to even ask, where my dad is at the
I for now it's just a memory

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

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

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

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

My my world
My stuck here won't turn
Is there a that can shine bright won't burn?
Afterlife when I see 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
Those lies killed me,
filthy, no ability to move
Commit suicide I won't be
There's no perfect life, all media hype,
The TV screen's feeding ye
I've both sides of it by now, I would a bowed down
A new sound the can be found
You're in some real dirt, ye life kind a
Ye might adjust, but you'd rather die in the
I've had enough I to him, and in God I trust
it gets rough but ye can't give up