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

So let go

Feet first into the pot of the
first into the tunnel of fears
Had to for a son at 21, only old enough to be a mom by a couple of years
Cuddle all of your kids, soon you'll be cuddling
And we go and say our names and your mom the prayers
when you said get a job, you can have a career
I fought that shit, but too to care
Yeah, maybe this world her blessings
The truth can be hard to swallow I reply to these questions
I'm stuck in the fucking middle on either side of the fences of all this 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 think we should live and let it doubt, just put on my shade

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

Standing in front of mirrors make me look best
Rolling on something to make me forget
Mum and Daddy came to country and gave me the best
But all the money in the world ain't replying the
After a cheque my girl got impatient and left
Still a damier canvas case of the ex
She sending me the of things you don't say in a text
I wont even listen to song cos it makes me depressed
'cos I didn't do anything to hurt you
Feels like I don't have anybody to to
You were the only I let into my circle
Closer than Celie and Nettie in the purple
Saw her the day she said she's going to nurse school
me her BBM and said we should keep it virtual
But I we should just live and just let it die I'll just put on my fucking shades
and pretend everything's

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

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

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

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