Luyện nghe bài hát P.O.SIs Ruining My Life

It was buried under a and uh
Caught peekin' from the bottom of a
All this nonsense, incense, common sense,
Indulgence in bourbon, this 'urb, city kids
It's
Up and around to see the same from her
She gets so silent, watchin' life pass by in a blur
Ain't it
We can sneak into our undisturbed?
Over the things to say
And then just choke on the

Everybody wanna be the
Everybody wanna be in
Everybody fuck
Everybody want the consequence of the fence
Everybody's got shit
Everybody wanna move to they own
Everybody wanna make a
Every girl is lookin' for the best thing
Every boy's in love with his girl's best
Everybody me
Everybody fight
We stand to wake up in the sun
But can't in the moonlight
I'm right wit ya
I'm sicker than my own
I got the clothes and the grin
I'm at the bar or the coffee
But I don't drinkin'
And I fuckin' hate shops
I'm off the stop and
best spin like a twist-a-whirl
This ain't amusment, I'm a
It was bullshit, It was bullshit, uh
Got two
But everybody to have the same chain but can't break my five-oh
Two cents, (yeah right) but spend nothing if I'm holdin' the carp it's like

If you come down and just breathe, and just in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better, close eyes
Need to be if you can't see them, then can't see you
Right, your eyes

I can never be what I be
but a man
Nothin's inside of me
Nothin I can
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a

I can be what I wanna be
but a man
Nothin's inside of me
I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a

This,
And strained to think
It might
Scratch, Crack, Silence,
This,
And It's strained to
It break
Scratch, Crack,

Ah!
the city, like any other
We all live
The only difference is we seem to know it
and lonesome,
When it's
In the summer gotta for the loathing
Holding, our so low
And we drink so there's not much noting
Strolling, so vagrant, so shaken, so grown, so god so
So broke, so, so complacent, so out, so worn out, so worn out
So full of doubt, so of restrain
So of that self-control, or the lack thereof
we thought was soul

If you come down and just breathe, and just in and out
You'll feel a lot better, close your eyes
to see if you can't see them, then they can't see you
Right, close eyes

I can never be what I be
but a man
Nothin's inside of me
I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a