Luyện nghe bài hát Recovering

old habits die hard, growing bitter trying to be broken
while comfortable routines are smothered with affection
well, i choose to switch the two
i whatever convinces you, that I should be allowed to
slip through the cracks and get back to the
walls are unforgiving
send someone to check on me and notes on my recovery

one pill get me through the day
but I two anyway
when I take pills the song begins to play
one that go away. And even though I know
one will get me through the day
I take two
when I mix four pills with a drink the song to play
its in the back of my head and its
and its all I can about

its all spinning out of
for one day thing is out of my hands
while under supervision,
everything is, is
but when unsuspected, is under the radar
and anything goes, so I sit,
almost

I float hospitals and halfway homes
between halfway living and halfway
and I know all the awful things no one needs to know
I take my medicine and make believe that i'm a better man

one pill get me through the day
but I take two
when I three pills the song begins to play
one that won't go away. And though I know
one pill get me through the day
I two anyway
when I mix pills with a drink the song starts to play
its in the back of my and its everywhere
and its all I can about

but I hear the song
its
me and ringing in my ears.
the perfect song will call for sedatives, sacrifice and
so along