Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Misery

Pick myself off the and fight another day.
The day that you out my door, I tried to stay sane,
But the day may come when I lose my and I lose my faith.
When the bitter taste of the grapes will remind me of.

misery.
misery.
and Empty.
misery.

I'll bottle up my pain, a pint of pride.
Her poison me with regret, and I can't hide.
That my head cries out while my looks in for a little faith.
But the last remains of this saint are memories of... Sweet misery.

misery.
Her pain me I'm still living.
misery.
But how much do I have to

'Cause the day has come, I've lost my heart and, I'm faith.
And the bitter taste of the sour grapes it me of
misery.