Luyện nghe bài hát These R The Thoughts

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

Is he the one that I will
Why is it so to be objective about myself?
Why do I feel cellularly
Am I supposed to in this crazy city?
Can blindly continued fear regurgitated
tradition be overcome?

Where does the money go that I send to in need?
If we have so much why do some people have still?
Why do I frantic when I first wake up in the morning?
Why do you say you are
Yet you treat people shit?

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

Why do I fear that the I am the less you will listen?
Why do I care you like me or not?
Why is it so for me to be angry?
Why is it work to stay conscious
And so to get stuck
And not the other way

Will I ever back to Canada?
Can I be with a lover with whom I am a
And a master? Why am I encouraged to my mouth
it gets too close to home?
Why cannot I live in the