Luyện nghe bài hát Fear

Even though I through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil, for you are wit me
Your rod and your staff, comfort me

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

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

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

C'est lui qui a peur d'admettre ses
Et c'est lui qui ne pas les surmonter
On trouve la dans la confession
Et la dans la reconnaissance

And it just so happen, I'm wrestling with my
I'm to see me like He do, not focusing on this madness
They count on me, me out on a count of they fear and doubts
Keep of my wrongs, trying to keep me inside they house
Some keep me around, I wonder what 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 of all of my foes
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, to all of my haters
For the ones that I forgot him
And the who won't let me say
I scared no mo'

At late nights, I sleep
Will I Will I peep?
Through the curtains, all I see, pointed at me
And watching, and they watching
And I'm wondering what they bout'
At late nights, I sleep
Counting cash, counting
the curtains, all I see fingers pointed right at me
And I'm watching, and I'm
And I'm wondering what they thinking, thinking all

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