Luyện nghe bài hát Under My Belt

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