Luyện nghe bài hát Pity You

Pity you, telling me you've got a problem
A nervous sort of contraction, a kind of reaction
You get no satisfaction

Here's to you, I know you got a problem
A kind of reflection, a dangerous sort of destruction
That makes it difficult, makes it hard to
Takes it all away from you had in mind, yeah, yeah, yeah

to you, I know you really got a problem (problem)
A kind of distraction (distraction), a mindless sort of reaction (reaction)
A sort of contraction (contraction), you never get no satisfaction (satisfaction)

But there's some big fat point you seem to be missing
And it's driving you to
But it doesn't seem to stop you in the
Or halt this got you going on back

Week after week (week after week), day after day (day day), hour after hour (hour after hour)
where you came for more of the same, yeah, yeah