Luyện nghe bài hát These R The Thoughts

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

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

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

How can you say you're to God
And yet you talk behind my back as I'm not
A of you? Why do I say I'm fine when it's
Obvious I'm not? 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 whether you like me or not?
Why is it so hard for me to be
Why is it such to stay conscious
And so easy to get
And not the way around?

I ever move back to Canada?
Can I be with a lover whom I am a student
And a master? Why am I encouraged to my mouth
When it gets too to home?
Why I live in the moment?