Luyện nghe bài hát The Bag

Endless evenings of
Are shorter, monotonous
Like an intruder, I belong
Although I find myself right
The same place I was
Saying things I'd say more

There's no for me to be here, no
I so lonesome, surrounded by friends
Who are talking at me, things
I care less about this dialogue is without

Worth, content,
ambivalence
Hear the same every night , it just ain't right
To be holding the bag

Give me something I can my teeth into
me a time, tell me a story
That I haven't a million times before
I pass out from boredom as I watch the pass

I see moments in lives, nothing fascinating
Are we all for the past, never realizing
We're clinging to an bag

Lacking content,
ambivalence
Say the same thing every night, it ain't right
We'll see left holding the bag