Luyện nghe bài hát Plan B

push-pinned my picture to wall,
framed it in of argyle.
there's a thread for every minute I my chance to begin it.
I could feel the pressure building up as I it to the top,
a coffee can with letters.
my ears to pop as the tension drops.
we've fallen down, someday you won't be around for me to fall on.
it's so akward to say to you,
the tensest when I fail to follow through,
I'm all wound up and then you the screws,
my want turns to as you slip on the noose.
As I push my pen across the page casting my spell like a level mage,
my battle between love and rage
a mess not fit for my age we've fallen down,
all my innocence has drowned since you've she says I'm changing everyday,
she wants to how, why, and who with.
she there's still good left in me like I'm the dark lord of the sith.
I this every single winter,
and now I'm writing it again: I shed my sense in exchange for newer skin.
the good news is that I've finally learned to my friends,
the bad news is I havent got any left,
the news is that I dream about it almost every night,
the bad news is that when I up you're not there.