Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
Who's

And I remember of laughter
And lunatics in your soul
Seductive propaganda scrolling my mind
Like guerrilla

Belts and, and wooden
Flies in the
Shadows across my

Smiling but dead, smiling but
but dead, smiling but dead
Smiling but dead, but dead

Crawling on kitchens
TV streaming
And corporate consciousness into my
Cracked sinks
Covered with insects and dirty

The early anxiety of, of grade school
Dark to hide the bruises
The friends, festive holidays
And in their, in their Sunday best
to like each other

Generations and
Of loneliness, sad
away in the dead of night
To escape stiff henchmen
In, in the hungry trucks of an slumlord
and miles away

Patience and
Waking on the of the road
Hissing radiator, hoses cracked like, like skin
And so hot
A holocaust would've felt like
A cyclonian

I the first time
I felt it alive inside me,
But the dead weight
Within the of its winged embrace

Opening and those black feathers
Inches at a
Its beak, its, its
Pushing and and, and pushing
And digging into the

And I remember going
And to it hum
I'm feeling it move in its
me with power

I remember
And I I never had a chance
There was never any it

and God
and God