Luyện nghe bài hát Cubicles

It's the tearing of love notes
Drowning out the gray stained
And the outside is sterile
And I'm two cubes down

I'd photocopy all the that we could be
If you took the time to me
But you can't now, I don't you
And it's not fault that no one ever does

But you don't work here
just a vacant 3 by 4
And they might fill your
A stand-in for your face
happens all the time
And I can't help but think die alone

So I'll spend my time strangers
A condition and terminal
In this water-cooler
And it's to a close

We be in the park and dancing by a tree
Kicking blades we see
Or a dark beach a black view
And pin-pricks in the velvet our fall

But you don't work anymore
It's a vacant 3 by 4
And might fill your place
A stand-in for your face
This happens all the
And I can't help but think I'll die

I you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here
I know you don't work here
I know you don't work anymore
I know you work here anymore
I know you work here anymore

Sometimes I think I'll die
Sometimes I think I'll die
I think I'll die alone
Live and breathe and die

I think I'll die alone
Sometimes I I'll die alone
Sometimes I I'll die alone
I'd think I'd love to die

take
I I'd love to die
Me
I think I'd to die
take
I think I'd to die
Me

I think I'd to die alone
I think I'd to die alone
I think I'd to die alone
I think I'd to die alone
Live and breathe and die
I I'd love to die alone
I I'd love to die alone

I think I'd love to die