Luyện nghe bài hát P.O.SIs Ruining My Life

It was under a flask and uh
Caught peekin' from the of a glass
All this nonsense, incense, sense, consequence
Indulgence in bourbon, this 'urb, between city
It's
Up and around to see the same from her
She gets so silent, watchin' life just pass by in a
it funny?
We can sneak into our undisturbed?
the perfect things to say
And then choke on the words?

wanna be the next
Everybody be in step
wanna fuck
Everybody want the of playin' the fence
Everybody's got luck
Everybody wanna move to own beat
wanna make a dent
Every girl is lookin' for the best thing
Every boy's in love with his girl's best
hates me
Everybody wanna
We can't to wake up in the sun
But can't in the moonlight
I'm right wit ya
I'm than my own skin
I got the clothes and the grin
I'm at the bar or the shop
But I don't like
And I hate coffee shops
I'm off the and roll
It's spin like a twist-a-whirl
This ain't amusment, I'm a
It was bullshit, It was bullshit, uh
Got two
But everybody seems to have the same chain but break my five-oh
Two cents, (yeah right) but can't spend if I'm holdin' the carp it's like

If you down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out
feel a whole lot better, close your eyes
Need to be if you see them, then they can't see you
Right, close your

I can never be I wanna be
but a man
Nothin's inside of me
I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a

I can never be I wanna be
but a man
Nothin's inside of me
I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a

This,
And It's to think
It break
Scratch, Crack, Silence,
This,
And It's strained to
It might
Scratch, Crack,

Ah!
Livein the city, any other
We all alone
The only difference is we don't seem to it
and lonesome,
When cold
In the gotta wait for the loathing
Holding, our so low
And we drink so there's not much worth
Strolling, so vagrant, so shaken, so grown, so god so
So broke, so, so complacent, so out, so worn out, so worn out
So of doubt, so full of restrain
So of that self-control, or the lack thereof
we thought was soul

If you come and just breathe, and just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better, close your
Need to see if you can't see them, then can't see you
Right, close your

I can never be I wanna be
but a man
Nothin's inside of me
Nothin I can
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a