Luyện nghe bài hát The Thirtieth

here i drown in light, in a cluttered room,
which has never really felt mine.
and outside, the sun is
which i by feeliing,
not by sight.
i stare ahead and i feel time passing.
it's tim to out of this life and into the old.
and i try to it, i try to adapt,
i try to ignore the departure.
chronic insomnia;
nothing but a revolt against inevitability.
a new begins and i can't imagine the old.
while i know my here ends,
your continues.
though you see it as such.
i hope that my time here has helped you to see you must use your life to live.
i just want to sleep in your embrace, orders for me to leave wake us. then we either drown or rise.
oh, were it so that we could alter these facts.
usualy one has a choice but we can't do a thing.
had we been a chance to bloom.
but, for once, all we can is circumstance.