Luyện nghe bài hát Sober to Death

Lovely
in your jeans,
another that I didn't watch with you
another movie and I'm gonna to move

final terror is in your house somewhere
Hiding in boxes, behind doorways
Out from the forest adjacent to garage
I've seen its marks at the corners of eyes

Nothing
works for everyone
Good are bad lives
stories are bad lives

Take your hands off your and hold
On to the ghost of my
You know good lives make bad stories
You can me
When punching mattresses old
Don't it'll always be this way
Not by anything I say
We were wrecks before we into each other

a good idea
If it you on
We breakdowns
And sometimes we have breakdowns

I want to hear you going
If you're going psycho I hear
Every conversation just with you screaming
Not even words, ahh-ahh-ahh

Take my hands off neck and hold
On to the of your body
I know that good lives make bad
You can me
When punching gets old
What if it'll always be way
Not by anything you say
We were wrecks before we crashed into each

Don't
You and me be alone no more