Luyện nghe bài hát Tears Run Dry

Nothing to borrow, no more regrets
Your shadows are falling, it's like no one's
But my run dry, but my tears run dry
Oh, my fears won't die you're not there

So let go

first into the pot of the tears
Heart first the tunnel of fears
Had to fend for a son at 21, only old to be a mom by a couple of years
Cuddle all of your kids, soon you'll be cuddling
And we go and say our names and your mom with the
Remember when you said get a job, you can have a
I fought that shit, but too humble to
Yeah, maybe this disguising her blessings
The can be hard to swallow should I reply to these questions
I'm stuck in the fucking middle on either side of the fences of all this blinding and f'ing just drive me to my session
This a mid crisis is this some kind of depression
Like a substitute teacher I wanna teach you a
And I, I think we should live and let it doubt, put on my fucking shade

But my run dry, but my tears run dry
Oh, my won't die when you're not there
So let go

Standing in of mirrors that make me look best
Rolling on something special to make me
Mum and Daddy came to this country and me the best
But all the money in the world ain't replying the
After taking a cheque my girl got and left
Still have a canvas case of the ex
She sending me the of things you don't say in a text
I wont listen to this song cos it makes me depressed
I didn't ever do anything to hurt you
Feels like I don't anybody to turn to
You were the only woman I let my circle
Closer than Celie and in the colour purple
Saw her the other day she said she's to nurse school
Gave me her BBM and said we should keep it
But I think we should just live and just let it die I'll just put on my fucking
and pretend fine

But my run dry
But my run dry
Oh my fields die
When not there
So let go

They I used to have it, guess I got it back
They said I fucking it, guess I got it back
The pot call the kettle black
Here's a shot of pride, swallow that
Gave your sister my number if you ever chat
Heard she it you, you never even hollered back
Said there was too much on plate but it wasn't that
You was like an email with a you just got attached
Read article and didn't even need to diss you
Cover shoot I they put you in a different issue
And your girl I said mwah ciao and bisou bisou
She was on my bus for a month and didn't even miss you
the shit we did its crazy if she even kiss you
Here's some vera kleenex if you need a tissue
I we should live and just let it die
I'll just put on my fucking shades and pretend fine

But my run dry
But my run dry
Oh my won't die
When not there

said I used to have it, guess I got it back
They said I fucking lost it, guess I got it
The pot call the kettle black
Here's a double shot of pride swallow

They said I to have it, guess I got it back
They said I lost it, guess I got it back
The pot cant call the black
Here's a double shot of swallow that