Luyện nghe bài hát Cubicles

It's the tearing sound of love
Drowning out the gray windows
And the view is sterile
And I'm two cubes down

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

But you don't work here
It's just a 3 by 4
And they fill your place
A stand-in for your face
This all the time
And I can't help but think die alone

So spend my time with strangers
A condition and terminal
In this romance
And it's coming to a

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

But you don't work anymore
just a vacant 3 by 4
And they fill your place
A stand-in for your face
This happens all the
And I can't help but I'll die alone

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

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

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

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

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