Luyện nghe bài hát My Own Hands

Your open exorcize all my facades
They peer inside, throwing at my throat
I remember that day you me, and I quote,
I've got my own way of things, of doing things

Hold me until it means something
You're not the one to for anything
is on the tip of my tongue
But never know
My brain my body long ago

sweat manifests obvious intentions
And I I've lost my imagination
She said, "Boredom is the of muses,
But brooding like is completely useless"

Hold me close it means something
You're not the one to for anything
is on the tip of my tongue
But never know
My brain left my body ago

So are you doing?
I'm away
are you going?
I can't say
I'm brushing off my plans
And I'm putting my life back into my own hands, my own
It took me so long to realize that you were the that I fell asleep on

And I've got my own way of things