Luyện nghe bài hát Grandloves

Take all the things away,
Seek all the dimensions that
From my hands dig holes in me with carved
Trowels, hold in me the hops that left it's guard down

YOUNG
Waking up is easy but you're breaking my whole
I'm gone, feel it but you're with the shaman
and thing
I'm in with truth and sick and tired of this youth
And thinking you're falling but you're stalling when you're holding me

I'll grow bitters on the of your whistling skin
I'll sew pockets of the locks that fall your bristling chin
Keep all my in the trinkets
from the walls
Take you are make it, make it sacramental

YOUNG
I'm in love with truth and sick and tired of this
I it to be easy but I'm queasy at the thought of it
I don't need no proof no charm no wisdom tooth
To know it in the same way of that feeling you're loving me

Brew you a drink out of
My tattered
you thick paper out of
My skull
discreet make
Your bouldering shoulders
My grand
I'll not finish I done started

YM - I'm sick of this, you sick of that, I'm not as as that
MJ - (My sacred pining whims, my sacred whims)

I'll red toothpicks in my dirt filled heart,
Meander this sacred lot of you and season

YOUNG
See visual?
You are invincible; you're hold it for halo song