Luyện nghe bài hát Private Hell

Closer close you see yourself
A mirrored image of what you to be
As each day by a little more
You can't remember what it was you anyway

The fingers feel the lines prod the space
Your face the face that once was so beautiful
Is still but unrecognizable, private hell

The man who you once loved is and fat
And in working late as usual
interest has waned you feel the strain
The bed springs on the occasions he lies upon you
Close your and think of nothing but private hell

Think of Emma wonder what she's
Her husband and your grandchildren
of Edward who's still at college
You send him which he doesn't acknowledge
'Cause he don't care, they care
'Cause they're all going their own private hell

The slips away in a Valium haze
And catalogues and numerous of coffee
In the afternoon the food
Is put in bags as you float off the high street

The shop reflect play a nameless host
To a ghost a picture of your fantasy
A of your misery and Private hell

Alone at 6 you drop a cup
You see it smash inside you
You can't go on but you it up

Safe at last your private hell
Sanity at last inside your hell