Luyện nghe bài hát Cubicles

It's the tearing sound of love
out the gray stained windows
And the view outside is
And I'm only two cubes

I'd photocopy all the that we could be
If you took the to notice me
But you now, I don't blame you
And it's not fault that no one ever does

But you don't work anymore
just a vacant 3 by 4
And they might fill your
A temporary for your face
This happens all the
And I can't help but think die alone

So I'll spend my with strangers
A condition and terminal
In this romance
And coming to a close

We could be in the park and by a tree
Kicking blades we see
Or a beach with a black view
And pin-pricks in the catch our fall

But you work here anymore
It's a vacant 3 by 4
And they might fill place
A temporary stand-in for face
happens all the time
And I help but think I'll die alone

I know you don't work here
I know you work here anymore
I know you don't work anymore
I know you work here anymore
I you don't work here anymore
I know you don't here anymore

I think I'll die alone
Sometimes I think I'll die
Sometimes I think I'll die
and breathe and die alone

Sometimes I think die alone
I think I'll die alone
Sometimes I think I'll die
I'd I'd love to die alone

take
I I'd love to die
Me
I think I'd to die
take
I I'd love to die
Me

I think I'd to die alone
I think I'd love to die
I I'd love to die alone
I think I'd to die alone
Live and and die alone
I I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die

I think I'd love to die