Luyện nghe bài hát My Manic and I

He wants to die in a in Geneva
The mountains can cover the shape of his
He wants to die nobody can see him
But the beauty of his will carry on so
I dont him

He greets me kisses when good days deceive him
And sometimes scorned and sometimes I believe him
And Im convinced, my friends think Im crazy
Get and call him but hes usually hazy

At one in the morning, day is not
By two he is scared that sleep is no
And by four he will drink but he cannot it
Sleep will not come because does not will it
And I dont believe him, morning is me

Ill the streets, avoiding them eats
Til the ring on my finger slips to the
A to the gutter, a gift to the city
The of which have broken me down
And I believe him, morning is mocking me

Oh, the Gods that he believes never fail to me
He in the love of his God of all things
But I find him up in all manner of sins
The drugs that deceive him and the that believe him

I cant control you, I dont you well
These are the reasons I think youre ill
I cant control you, I dont you well
are the reasons I think that youre ill

And since last we parted
Last that I saw him by a river
and hardened
Morning was mocking us, hit the sky
I was happy, my manic and I

He see me, the sun was in his eyes
And birds were singing to us down
And were singing to calm us down

And Im sorry man, I cannot be your friend
I dont in a fairytale end
I dont my head up all of the time
I find it dull when my meets my mind

And I hardly know you, I I can tell
These are the reasons I think that ill
I hardly you, I think I can tell
These are the I think that I'm ill

And the Gods that he believes fail to disappoint me
The Gods that he never fail to disappoint me

My nihilist, my man, my manic and I
no plans to move on

But birds are singing to calm us
And birds are singing to us down