Luyện nghe bài hát Private Hell

Closer than close you see
A mirrored image of you wanted to be
As each day goes by a little
You can't remember what it was you wanted

The fingers feel the lines they prod the
Your aging the face that once was so beautiful
Is still there but unrecognizable, hell

The man who you once loved is and fat
And seldom in working late as
Your interest has you feel the strain
The bed springs snap on the he lies upon you
Close your eyes and of nothing but private hell

Think of Emma what she's doing
Her husband and your grandchildren
Think of Edward who's at college
You send him which he doesn't acknowledge
he don't care, they don't care
'Cause they're all going through own private hell

The morning slips away in a Valium
And catalogues and numerous of coffee
In the the weekly food
Is put in as you float off down the high street

The shop windows reflect a nameless host
To a closet ghost a picture of your
A victim of your misery and Private

Alone at 6 o'clock you a cup
You see it inside you crack
You go on but you sweep it up

Safe at last inside your hell
at last inside your private hell