Luyện nghe bài hát Fear

Even though I through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil, for you are wit me
rod and your staff, they comfort me

I honestly insecure as I get older
'Cause even when you hot comes a day when you get colder
Comes a day when you slower, time is taking its
45 On the back of the jersey your soul
I'm of letting go, I don't know what the future holds
My nightmares are nightmares
I'm quite scared of what's right and
How I an eternity
Will I well done when he's turning me?
I hear you care too much about all this stuff that really don't matter?
You chase the and you don't want it
Got to the top of a 2 ladder
What's after I can capture all this mess my was after?
Will I end up empty-handed I stand before my master?
Did I the mathematics of a passive disaster?
Add in my selfish
All the while, subtracting matters
I know

At late nights, I can't
I fall? Will I peep?
Through the curtains, all I see, fingers at me
And watching, and they watching
And I'm what they thinking，thinking bout'
At nights, I can't sleep
Counting cash, sheep
Through the curtains, all I see fingers right at me
And I'm watching, and I'm
And I'm what they thinking, thinking bout'it all

In school, we tried to act all tough
I remember a times, I couldn't back that up
Like when I ran them vatos, scuffing up my zapatos
Scared of losing my high, I was so inside
If I could go back in time, I would stand and say something
I never scared, never scared, never scared
I'm lying, I'm scared of these in my head
I'm scared of possibly pushing people over the ledge
When I say I pledge allegiance to the
Then, I turn and buckle
Under stress and pressure
Bible on my dresser that can my pain a lesson
But I rather not it
that's in depression
I'm scared if I it
That you look at me like I'm something less
And I'm a mess

C'est lui qui a peur ses craintes
Et c'est lui qui ne pourra pas les
On trouve la liberté dans la
Et la liberté dans la

And it just so happen, I'm wrestling my status
I'm trying to see me He do, not focusing on this madness
They count on me, count me out on a count of they and doubts
Keep account of my wrongs, trying to me inside they house
Some just me around, I wonder what that's about
Yeah! wanna be politically correct, I suppose
But, I'm in my skin
While they just pretend in they
I'm of falling and failing in front of all of my foes
And I some friends are unfaithful
So, I keep my small circle
I don't want no handouts or favors, no saviors
I'ma tell that truth till it kill me and I'm chilling with my
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus to all of my
For the that think I forgot him
And the who won't let me say
I ain't no mo'

At late nights, I can't
Will I Will I peep?
the curtains, all I see, fingers pointed at me
And they watching, and they
And I'm wondering what they thinking，thinking
At late nights, I can't
Counting cash, counting
Through the curtains, all I see pointed right at me
And I'm watching, and I'm
And I'm what they thinking, thinking bout'it all

always
They gon have something to say rather you it or not
always
They gon' have to say
Baby, don't it to heart