Luyện nghe bài hát Wake

With the door closed, drawn, the world shrinks.
open up those blinds. But someone has to sweep the floor,
pick up her clothes. That job's not mine.
Now that an enemy, my heart sinks.
Let's put those claws.
I don't blame them for curtain-calls because I pulled the rope.
I wanna call them out for applause.

Spring and Thompson on the of May is horrible.
We hid in catacombs. So now I'm sleeping to mousetraps,
in a bed of all our clothes, I hope that she won't come home.
It was easier to lock the doors and kill the phones than to my skin,
because the hardest thing is never to for someone else,
it's people in.

Well you can come inside, unlock the door, take off shoes.
But this might all night,
to explain to you I have walked out those sliding doors,
but the timing never right.
When helicopter came and tried to lift me out,
I put its around my neck.
And after you didn't bother with the airlift or the rescue
- you just what to expect.

That with the closed,
shades drawn, dead enough.
don't open from outside.
And someone has to speak their teeth behind their tongue,
to let that right be denied.
We can't on photographs and visitation time,
but I just don't know to begin.
I wanna bust the door,
if you're to forgive.
go the keys, I'm letting people in.

Don't be to speak,
don't speak someone's tooth,
bargain when you're weak,
don't take sharp abuse.
patients can't be saved, but that burden's not on you.

Don't let anyone tell you you deserve that.
Don't let anyone tell you you deserve that.
Don't ever let tell you you deserve that.
Don't ever let tell you you deserve that.
Don't ever let anyone you you deserve that.
Don't ever let tell you you deserve that.
Don't ever let anyone tell you you that.
ever let anyone tell you you deserve that.