Luyện nghe bài hát Rightous Breakdown

Every day
when I up
all I do is there
feeling I'm dead
I have nothing to say.
It's late in the
and all I can
is the of my bed,
the ecstasies in the
and I'm lost
in a line,
WHY YOU JUST DIE???
Life ain't getting any
that and mundane world
I lock myself up
from that fool's paradise.
I'm staring a brick-brain
to boring old wall.
Its of ideas
make me starve of
Laying in my melancholia
is all I do every fuckin' day
I care no more of this state
if cries out at the phone...
No home...
I'm dying at glance
I don't need infamous aggressions
Go away with your foolish
YOU'LL NEVER EVER GET A FUCKIN' PRAYER FROM ME!!!
I have of mistakes
I care about anymore
and you be one of them
but I create you
and the best thing you've ever
is my anxiety apart.
Sometimes I think I'm already
It's now...

Life getting any simpler
that empty and world
Life ain't getting any
that empty and world
I better lock up
from that fool's paradise.