Luyện nghe bài hát These Are The Thoughts

These are the thoughts go through my head
in my on a sunday afternoon
when I have the to myself and I am not
all that energy on fighting
with my
Is he the one I will marry
and why is it so hard to be about
myself why do I feel cellularly
am I to live in this crazy city
can blindly fear-induced regurtitated life-denying tradition
be

Where does the money go that I
to those in need, if we have so much why do people have nothing
still why do I frantic when I first wake up in the morning
why do you say you are spiritual, yet you treat people shit

How can you say close to God, and yet you talk behind
my back as though I'm not a of you, why do I say "I'm fine"
it's obvious I'm not, why's it so hard to tell you what I want
why can't you just read my

Why do I that the quieter I am
the less you listen
why do I care you like me or not
why's it so hard for me to be
why is it work to stay conscious and so easy to get stuck
and not the way around

Will I ever back to Canada
Can I be with a lover with I am a student
and a master, oh why am I encouraged to my mouth
when it gets too to home, why cannot I
in the moment