Luyện nghe bài hát Song Without An Ending

I like you, I that you're pretty good
But I think you think, that I
Well, I'm a bit undercooked

I'm lazy, I play jokes and go over the top
And one of days it's gonna get me killed
will be my lot

I suppose I'd leave you alone, after a
But I'll lie in my bed, feeding my
Until I become fairly

100,000 people were burned
I a pang of concern
are we waitin' for
A message of hope from the
I think he got shot as

everyday of your life seems the same as the last
And you know who you're meet and what they're gonna ask
Then supposin' your legs just withered
And you had to somehow around on your backside
For the rest of days

that you're happy now
It's easy if you try because all caught
Up in a mortifying loop,