Luyện nghe bài hát Padded Cell 4 Walls Pt.2

Going back to yesterday, tomorrow's near
Anticipation factors in everywhere
And anger the mood right now, there's no more novelties

Hands on the moving, I'm going nowhere
The nights are nothing like the before
These four walls are painted white

The TV set, it's broke, all my friends have to call
The silence disturbs me, I'm alone

Pick my pen up, it's out for sure
The TV set is broke
It's eight 'o' clock, I'm out the
It's eight 'o' clock, I'm out the

Fear myself but I'm inside these walls
Close my mind, gets to me at all
These days are shorter and the are really long
night of nothing, like the nothing before
Another night of nothing, like the before

Hands on the clock moving, I'm nowhere
And I wonder why still afraid of me
These same walls are padded white