Luyện nghe bài hát Why I Don't Believe In God

I the truth about you
And it doesn't really at all
Like the whipping you raised me with
A woman in a private hell
voice like electric bell
Strange about Edgar Casey
And the long lame walk of the seventies
Strange talk Edgar Casey
And the long lame walk of the seventies

I the truth about you
Yeah, you
Mama, woke me up
I was in an idiot sleep
I was just eight old
Heard big words a horrible sound
Why'd they to call my school
Tell me my mother had a breakdown?

I wish I believed you do
Yeah, you
In the myth of a God
In the of a Heaven and Hell
I hear the voices you sometimes
Sometimes it gets so much I like letting it go
Sometimes it so hard I feel like letting it go
Sometimes it gets so goddamn hard I like letting it all go
it all go
it all go
it all go
it all go
it all go

I ran away, went for you
Back to Culver and the old neighborhood
to know if you were really gone
Need to know if you were gone for
I ran through the at night
Hide in the dark from my friends in the
from my brother-in-law
Hide the things he'd say
Said you losing your mind
He said you needed a rest
He said you'd be home soon
He said the doctors would know what's best
Said that maybe I could go live with them for a

I know the truth you
I know the about you
I know the truth you
I the truth
I the truth
I know the
I know the
I know the about you
they woke me up
I was just eight old
Sometimes it gets so hard I feel letting it go
Sometimes it so hard I feel like letting it all go
Yeah, it all go
it all go
Ooh, it all go
Yeah, it all go