Luyện nghe bài hát Private Hell

Closer than close you see
A mirrored of what you wanted to be
As each day goes by a little
You remember what it was you wanted anyway

The feel the lines they prod the space
Your face the face that once was so beautiful
Is there but unrecognizable, private hell

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

Think of Emma wonder what doing
Her husband Terry and your
Think of who's still at college
You send him letters he doesn't acknowledge
'Cause he don't care, they care
'Cause they're all going through their own private

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

The windows reflect play 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
Sanity at last inside private hell