Luyện nghe bài hát These R The Thoughts

These are the thoughts that go through my
In my on a Sunday afternoon
When I have the to myself and I am not
Expending all that energy on with my boyfriend

Is he the one that I will
Why is it so hard to be about myself?
Why do I cellularly alone?
Am I supposed to live in this crazy
Can blindly continued induced regurgitated
Life-denying tradition be

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

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

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

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