Luyện nghe bài hát The End

If I could just
To forget I have been
we wouldn't be here,
But I pace a haze.
I keep bumping days
And for them to end.

These words are coming down.
I've searched for them so long comical
complicated words are coming down.
And I've been so long.

I've been tounge-tied, and sick.
I'm training for the end.
I have been for air,
been training for the end.

And I should've better,
But I thought we clear
(there I go again).
Now look at our bones,
They want to but they don't,
nothing but tape to mend them.