Luyện nghe bài hát Try

Straighten up my shoulders for my and mirrors
The of a posture I'm dying to know
like a kid selling ten dollar chocolates
Reciting all my rehearsed lines to your door
a change of scenery would make me feel better
Moved four hundred away, I'm still staring at the floor
And useless as a mime in a counseling session
Here's a million mute expressions, here's the one I choke on my words
Then in the church with the answers
Ah Ah bless me with those tired
They look on the overhead slide
They're lives
every time
Coughing courtesy up in a month of
And lapping up the lie with an apologetic
I'm polishing my with a hand on your shoulder
Scripted adornment always kills
Sick of coming home with the TV
There used to be a time you spoke to me with words
I'm up and down saying it's a commitment
And toasting new beginnings saying sorry I thought it would
All my speech is riddled annulment
I'm sorry, I'm just what I think I should
I'm gathering my things and I'm leaving for in November
I don't know I'll talk to you
I when both our eyes have finally died
I want to try