Luyện nghe bài hát Square Room

Sitting in a square
My is freezing
And the beams that are off the moon
Are hanging from my like icicles

Just a tired old alcoholic, waxing
and homesick
Staring at a floor
Staring at a floor

night I nearly killed myself
Chasing rum rum
There were crows flying all my head
And I sure and ate me some

Funny how I
Those who I was just so, so hard to impress
Now half those hate me
And I'm a fool to all the rest

Why do I insist on drinking myself to the
Why do I about cozy coffin?
I had all plans of great things to accomplish
But I end up purely more than often

in a square room
My is freezing