Luyện nghe bài hát Sleeping Limbs

My are not waking up
They don't listen the rest of me knows
And I'm counting the days I have left
Only listening I'm holding my breath
I see you...

Cut it down, I will cut down
They tower over me I sleep
But I vent too to just lay around
Only pretending while I'm facing the

And these skies, my wish
What's the to this? There's no point to this (x2)

Hold on to me, on to my back
I'm falling down the hole too fast
even if the light pours in up over my head
Will I see it then, or pretend that I'm again.

And these skies, my wish
What's the point to this? There's no point to (x2)

'Cause we all with the morning (mourning?) after
But tired hearts aren't beating fast enough
So can I ask you to me alone?
I'll when I am able to

Get up (x8)