Luyện nghe bài hát These Are The Thoughts

These are the thoughts that go my head
in my backyard on a sunday
when I have the house to and I am not
expending all that on fighting
with my
Is he the one that I will
and why is it so hard to be objective
why do I feel cellularly alone
am I supposed to live in this crazy
can blindly continued fear-induced regurtitated tradition
be

does the money go that I send
to those in need, if we have so much why do some people nothing
still why do I feel when I first wake up in the morning
why do you say you are spiritual, yet you treat like shit

How can you say you're to God, and yet you talk behind
my back as though I'm not a of you, why do I say "I'm fine"
when it's obvious I'm not, it so hard to tell you what I want
why can't you read my mind?

Why do I that the quieter I am
the you will listen
why do I care whether you me or not
it so hard for me to be angry
why is it such work to stay conscious and so easy to get
and not the other way

Will I ever move back to
Can I be a lover with whom I am a student
and a master, oh why am I to shut my mouth
when it gets too close to home, why I
in the moment