Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not Hell

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

We have any doubt, we're out there making friends
Unconsciously rolling through, meanings from
The answers are sometimes
the means to our ends

So this is hell, what could it be?
Bask in the glories of stories
Of a case who has just
Broken himself the weave

We are not making
Who really cares just how we
Infantile ramblings of gamblings
A fist full of hands clubs, at our new baby zeal, yeah right

You think is hell, would you care to bet?
Capture the beauty of duty
The are full and our
perpetually wet

Think about traveling
Find the right something you have left
Endless the road, wish your past to
remain base, but intentions in treble clef, yeah right

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

You'd think one day 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 for free, everyday, yeah we're all fucked

I left my inside of my other head, you don't impress me
Don't depress me, don't suppress me, just get
I left my inside of my other head, the teachers test me
My blessed me, the pigs arrest me, I get upset

I left my inside of my other head, you don't impress me
depress me, don't suppress me, just undress me
The teachers test me, my father me
The arrest me, I get upset