Luyện nghe bài hát Tears Run Dry

Nothing to borrow, there's no more
shadows are falling, it's like 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 tunnel of
Had to fend for a son at 21, old enough to be a mom by a couple of years
Cuddle all of your kids, soon you'll be theirs
And we go and say our names and your mom with the
Remember when you get a job, you can have a career
I fought that shit, but too humble to
Yeah, maybe this disguising her blessings
The truth can be hard to swallow should I to these questions
I'm stuck in the fucking middle on either side of the fences of all blinding and f'ing just drive me Down to my session
This a mid life crisis is this kind of depression
a substitute teacher I wanna teach you a lesson
And I, I we should live and let it doubt, just put on my fucking shade

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

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

But my run dry
But my run dry
Oh my won't die
When your not
So let go

They said I used to have it, guess I got it
They said I fucking lost it, I got it back
The pot can't call the black
Here's a shot of pride, swallow that
Gave your my number if you ever wanna chat
Heard she gave it you, you even hollered back
Said there was too much on plate but it wasn't that
You was like an email with a you just got attached
Read article and didn't even need to diss you
Cover shoot I hope put you in a different issue
And your girl I said mwah ciao and bisou bisou
She was on my tour bus for a month and didn't even you
After the we did its crazy if she even kiss you
Here's some vera kleenex if you need a tissue
I we should live and just let it die
I'll just put on my fucking shades and pretend fine

But my run dry
But my run dry
Oh my fields die
When not there

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

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