Luyện nghe bài hát Under My Belt

count days, feel like i ran a marathon,
more like a cigarette-a-thon, one month day,
six lanes, so much concrete seems irrational,
i've felt more unnatural,
i exhaust blow,
i see that dead behind your eyes,
all this convenience never fill the hole that i've dug inside
things seem hard to find,
to the teeth,
lets off every animal, be the only species not extinct,
then well a feast,
people so strange its like they've all been zombified,
street lights fill my crying eyes,
i grew some from the ground,
one thing that sense in a world
that seems so fucking down,
washed away this reoccuring theme,
of feeling and incomplete,
another winters under my belt strip malls buried corn fields
alcohol is burying me, cut me off while my hearts beating,
all these stupid games with fancy names
never make you free,
they'll make you numb dont mean anything