Luyện nghe bài hát 25th Floor High on Rebellion

We the men's room.
We give a shit.
Ladies' lost
vows inside of it.

Desire to
Too to try.
Wrap my 'round you,
to fly.

Let's
Up there, up there, up there,
On the floor.

Circle all me,
for the kill, kill, kill
Oh kill me
a kamikaze
for a spill.
Oh but all spilt milk to me.

Desire to
Too to try.
my legs 'round you,
to fly.

Let's
Up there, up there, up there,
On the floor.

We do not eat
of creation.
We do not eat,
Eat at all.
Love is, love was, is a manifestation.
I'm for a contact to call.
Love's war. cruel.
Love's pretty, pretty cruel tonight.
I'm here to refuel.
I'm make contact tonight.
in my heart.
The to exploit.
Twenty-five stories detroit,
And there's
Up there, up there, up there.

in space. zeus. christ. it has always been rock and so it is and so it shall be.
Within the context of neo rock we must up our eyes and seize and rend the veil of smoke which man calls order.
Pollution is a necessary result of the inability of man to reform and waste.
The transformation of
The of waste
The transformation of
The transformation of waste is perhaps the pre-occupation of man. man being the chosen alloy,
He must be shit, at all cost. inherent with(in) us is the dream of the task of the alchemist to create from the clay of man.
And to re-create excretion of man pure and then soft and then solid gold.

All must not be art. some art we disintegrate.
(anarchy must exist.)

In
(I feel it swirling me
I feel it no pain
I'm waiting above for you
I that I'll see you up there
I'm floating in a door
On boundaries this world
I'm above in the sky, dear
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