Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Inch Cut

As the life goes on as usual, a three feet restrains
7 cut, not the first and certainly not the last
A full of adrenaline
its victim for hours till it has drawn its last breath
For a reason forgotten

for an answer, nothing is real I am lost in this world
Searching for truth, screaming but no one will hear my scream

I my self again, after all these years
I go from clarity,
In my I grow, I am finally touching the ground
Found the missing part makes a man whole

My is vital for our survival

The pain the piercing of skin, makes me much stronger and stronger
pain, sweet artifacts (sweet artifacts), and as the skin breaks

A death mask, taking shape, small mistakes makes him more
A mask, taking shape, small mistakes makes him more visible

Searching for the answer, but still I'm searching for the
My is vital for our survival
My pain is vital for our

I found my self again, all these years
I go from clarity,

In my sleep I grow, I am finally the ground
Found the missing that makes a man whole