Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Nowhere

We all sit on the
And we stare at the in our boots
The car, the clouds, the sky
While Ishmael wraps himself in the sheet
He'll clench the fists and his eyes
I don't know how many
I can him my cigarettes
When I don't even if he's alive
Do prophets
It makes me feel horrified

And my filled with
All these accoutrements
These shoes, these
These shirts, ties
And things I say to make myself feel good again
I'll speak, I'll write, I'll laugh, lie
I can't bear to sit here and drink myself again
night
When I know was just a lie
And I don't even know where sleep tonight

I got nothing to do but stare at these
And take some to screw my head on right
We all ended up alone, wasted here at Silver
We'll work, feed, we'll change, we'll try
I can't any sense of this or you or anything
I'm awake, and all our parents lied
not alright, and all our words collide
Awake all