Luyện nghe bài hát Fear

Even though I walk through the valley of the of death
I will no evil, for you are wit me
Your rod and your staff, they me

I grow insecure as I get older
'Cause even when you hot there comes a day when you get
Comes a day when you slower, time is taking its
45 On the back of the jersey upon soul
I'm scared of letting go, I don't know the future holds
My are having nightmares
I'm scared of what's right and fair
How I an eternity
Will I hear well done he's turning me?
Will I you care too much about all this stuff that really don't matter?
You chase the and you don't want it
Got to the top of a 2 ladder
What's after I can all this mess my heart was after?
I end up empty-handed when I stand before my master?
Did I master the of a passive disaster?
Add in my ambition
All the while, subtracting matters
I know

At late nights, I can't
Will I fall? Will I
Through the curtains, all I see, fingers at me
And watching, and they watching
And I'm wondering what thinking，thinking bout'
At late nights, I can't
cash, counting sheep
Through the curtains, all I see fingers right at me
And I'm watching, and I'm
And I'm wondering what thinking, thinking bout'it all

In high school, we tried to act all
I remember a couple times, I couldn't that up
Like when I ran from vatos, scuffing up my zapatos
of losing my high, I was so embarrassed inside
If I could go in time, I would stand and say something like
I ain't never scared, never scared, never
I'm lying, I'm scared of thoughts in my head
I'm of possibly pushing people right over the ledge
When I say I pledge to the struggle
Then, I turn and buckle
Under and under pressure
Bible on my dresser that can my pain a lesson
But I not address it
Address that's in
I'm if I confess it
That you gon' look at me I'm something less
And I'm a mess

lui qui a peur d'admettre ses craintes
Et c'est lui qui ne pas les surmonter
On la liberté dans la confession
Et la liberté dans la

And it just so happen, I'm wrestling my status
I'm trying to see me like He do, not focusing on madness
count on me, count me out on a count of they fear and doubts
Keep account of my wrongs, to keep me inside they house
Some just keep me around, I wonder that's about
Yeah! wanna be politically correct, I suppose
But, I'm in my skin
they just pretend in they clothes
I'm scared of falling and failing in front of all of my
And I feel some friends are
So, I keep my small circle
I don't want no handouts or favors, no saviors
I'ma tell that truth till it kill me and I'm chilling with my
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus to all of my
For the ones that think I him
And the who won't let me say
I scared no mo'

At late nights, I sleep
I fall? Will I peep?
Through the curtains, all I see, pointed at me
And they watching, and watching
And I'm what they thinking，thinking bout'
At late nights, I can't
Counting cash, sheep
the curtains, all I see fingers pointed right at me
And I'm watching, and I'm
And I'm wondering what thinking, thinking bout'it all

Everybody
They gon something to say rather you like it or not
always
They gon' have to say
Baby, don't take it to