Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not Hell

If this is hell, well that's fine me
All of the presumably happily
Eager to follow the fool got into the head
Of me

We don't any doubt, we're out there making friends
Unconsciously through, meanings from pollings
The answers are sometimes
Than the means to our

So is hell, what else could it be?
Bask in the of glorified stories
Of a basket case who has
himself from the weave

We are not sense
Who really just how we feel
Infantile of penniless gamblings
A fist full of hands swinging clubs, at our new baby zeal, right

You think is hell, would you care to bet?
Capture the of domestic duty
The are full and our
Laundry's wet

Think traveling south
Find the something you might have left
Endless the road, wish past to explode
Actions base, but intentions in treble clef, yeah right

This is not hell, is purgatory
Caught in limbo, I.Q. of a dim bulb
How many does it take
To in the likes of me?

think one day that I might learn
Stare in the and you cannot see
I've my doors of perception
And can't get shut, now I feel fucked for free
Everyday, yeah I feel fucked for free, everyday, yeah we're all

I left my brain inside of my other head, you don't me
Don't depress me, don't me, just get undressed
I left my brain inside of my other head, the teachers me
My father me, the pigs arrest me, I get upset

I my brain inside of my other head, you don't impress me
depress me, don't suppress me, just undress me
The teachers test me, my blessed me
The pigs me, I get upset