Luyện nghe bài hát These R The Thoughts

These are the thoughts go through my head
In my backyard on a Sunday
When I have the house to and I am not
Expending all that on fighting with my boyfriend

Is he the one that I will
Why is it so hard to be objective myself?
Why do I feel alone?
Am I supposed to live in this city?
Can continued fear induced regurgitated
Life-denying be overcome?

does the money go that I send to those in need?
If we have so much why do some people nothing still?
Why do I feel frantic when I first up in the morning?
Why do you say you are
Yet you treat like shit?

How can you say you're to God
And yet you talk my back as though I'm not
A part of you? Why do I say I'm when it's
Obvious I'm not? Why's it so hard to tell you I want?
Why can't you just my mind?

Why do I fear that the quieter I am the you will listen?
Why do I care whether you me or not?
Why is it so for me to be angry?
Why is it work to stay conscious
And so easy to get
And not the way around?

Will I ever move back to
Can I be a lover with whom I am a student
And a master? Why am I to shut my mouth
When it too close to home?
Why cannot I in the moment?