Luyện nghe bài hát Private Hell

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

The fingers feel the they prod the space
Your aging face the face that was so beautiful
Is still there but unrecognizable, hell

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

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

The morning slips in a Valium haze
And catalogues and numerous cups of
In the afternoon the weekly
Is put in bags as you float off down the street

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

Alone at 6 o'clock you a cup
You see it smash inside you
You go on but you sweep it up

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