Luyện nghe bài hát Tears Run Dry

Nothing to borrow, there's no regrets
Your shadows are falling, it's no one's there
But my run dry, but my tears run dry
Oh, my fears won't die you're not there

So let go

Feet first the pot of the tears
Heart first into the of fears
Had to fend for a son at 21, old enough to be a mom by a couple of years
all of your kids, soon you'll be cuddling theirs
And we go and say our names and your mom the prayers
Remember when you get a job, you can have a career
I fought that shit, but too to care
Yeah, maybe this disguising her blessings
The truth can be hard to swallow should I reply to questions
I'm stuck in the fucking middle on either side of the of all this blinding and f'ing just drive me Down to my session
This a mid crisis is this some kind of depression
Like a substitute teacher I wanna teach you a
And I, I think we should live and let it doubt, just put on my fucking

But my tears run dry, but my run dry
Oh, my fears won't die you're not there
So let go

Standing in front of mirrors that me look best
on something special to make me forget
Mum and Daddy came to this country and me the best
But all the money in the world ain't the debt
After taking a my girl got impatient and left
Still have a damier case of the ex
She sending me the sort of things you say in a text
I wont even listen to this song cos it makes me
'cos I didn't do anything to hurt you
Feels I don't have anybody to turn to
You the only woman I let into my circle
Closer Celie and Nettie in the colour purple
Saw her the other day she said she's going to nurse
Gave me her BBM and said we should keep it
But I think we should just live and just let it die I'll just put on my shades
and everything's fine

But my run dry
But my run dry
Oh my fields die
When your not
So let go

They said I used to have it, I got it back
They said I fucking it, guess I got it back
The pot can't call the kettle
Here's a shot of pride, swallow that
your sister my number if you ever wanna chat
Heard she gave it you, you never even hollered
Said there was too much on your but it wasn't that
You was like an email with a file you just got
your article and didn't even need to diss you
Cover shoot I they put you in a different issue
And tell your girl I mwah ciao and bisou bisou
She was on my tour bus for a month and didn't even you
After the shit we did its if she even kiss you
Here's aloe vera kleenex if you need a tissue
I think we should and just let it die
I'll just put on my fucking shades and pretend everything

But my run dry
But my run dry
Oh my won't die
When not there

said I used to have it, guess I got it back
They said I lost it, guess I got it back
The pot cant call the kettle
a double shot of pride swallow that

They said I used to have it, guess I got it
They said I fucking lost it, guess I got it
The pot cant call the black
a double shot of pride swallow that