Luyện nghe bài hát Inside My Head

He's got my head
sleeping in my head
He's got of my hand

I am not anymore at your
Phone calls at four in the morning, hello,
You try to write me letters like you've
Into Charles Dickens or something, oh I'm sorry

And I doubt you've considered that maybe
Just those genes that you were forced in
heavy are no excuse for
Your of trust in anyone, even you

My boyfriend my palm as an ashtray
And that was on his good days,
My scar like a bear or a rabbit
said, it's just his bad habits, yeah

He's got my head
He's sleeping in my
He's got hold of my

I'm not even scared to come cure your
Or try to reinvent it, just it alone
I can be lover and your mother
And your who never really had
To take you fishing or compassion

You used my voice as spokesman
You couldn't walk on own feet
Ain't that horrid,

He's got inside my
He's sleeping in my
got hold of my hand

the use
I've the blindness

got inside my head
He's sleeping in my
got hold of my hand

Are you going to tell me you
Can't this weight that was a present
Twelve years this day

Well, this on the edge
Of the dry, dry
And you're you're immune
To torn or more, yeah

He's got my bed
He's sleeping in my
got hold of my hand

the use
I've caught the

got inside my bed
He's in my head
got hold of my hand

the use
I've the blindness