Luyện nghe bài hát Tongue-Splitter

Psycho therapist claimed
I had acute
Well, I said a couple words
And he made his

He said I say whatever I want
I never chose this
So I spat, grinned, I looked at him
And I blew him a glass kiss behind

Knows just when I let a bottom be
too sure if it's the truth or a lie

I'm not asking for pity
Oh woe, is me
I'm not losing pathetically
waxing so poetically

But I'm waning, alphabetically
As I dropping bombs, dropping bombs
Dropping apologetically

It was a whimpering
Winter plagued
When my tongue wings
And to flight

The thought had crossed
My mind before moment
Is the so bent, it can't be broken

Jealousy got the of me
And had a with the rest of me
And if this is all that's left for me
Then there's so room for regret

voice, little voice
Little voice my head
Said if you regret nothing
Then you as well be dead
Might as be dead
Might as well be

So I apologize,
To the four of my
Who stand me
On the every night

As the mic to whisper
And the start to blister in my mouth
That I aren't right

I gotta get to who I was
Before my last ten years on

It's the mask that often
Starts to eat into face
So it lightly like a cap
That can quickly be

I get back to who I was
Before my last ten on auto-pilot

So tell me how my life
Should been before I was spineless
Before I in

'Cause everybody it's timeless
Well, running out
One thing never regret is
I never my face