Luyện nghe bài hát Tongue-Splitter

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

He said I could say I want
Because I never chose
So I spat, grinned, then I at him
And I blew him a glass kiss behind

Knows when I let a bottom be dead
Never too sure if it's the or a lie

I'm not for your pity
Oh woe, is me
I'm not losing sleep
While so poetically

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

It was a whimpering
Winter night
When my tongue grew
And took to

The thought had never
My mind before that
Is the truth so bent, it can't be

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

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

So I apologize,
To the of my guys
Who behind me
On the every night

As the mic starts to
And the words start to blister in my
That I aren't right

I gotta get to who I was
my last ten years on auto-pilot

It's the mask quite often
Starts to eat into your
So wear it lightly a cap
can quickly be replaced

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

So me again how my life
Should have been I was spineless
Before I in

'Cause everybody thinks it's
Well, time's out
One thing I'll never is
I never my face