Luyện nghe bài hát Papillon

All up, no place to run
No car, no girl, no pills, no fun
to do in this empty room
I gotta get my together soon

Alone again, no fans, no
You me up at half past ten
And say "How are you up my friend?
Are you sitting getting drunk again?"

And I hear the of those lines
Wasted hours, all this wasted
Yeah, I been fine!

And at my door in an hour more
I stumble down from the floor
And we're swaying and
We don't what we're saying

And you my shirt, your way so curt
I swear to God that doesn't hurt
When you stare like that, you put on act
You'll say something and you take it back

And I as though I've done something wrong
Oh, how I you and your gun

And I wish I had the to scream
You know, things aren't always they seem
When you walk away, I you to stay
Don't me here to pace and pray

All these nights I you
As I turn you that by now I heard
That only what you pretend to be
I guess that was lost on me

And I can't stand the way you at me
In dress
Oh, happy I will be I guess
If I wasn't a mess

I'm a mess