Luyện nghe bài hát A Body Treatise

Succulent, beautiful and
I cover my body, feeling my
for penance, so please won't you modify me
With plastic knives and plastic spoons and types of cutlery
With plastic knives and spoons and other types of cutlery

I said, yeah,
what signifies, yeah, yeah
And make it leave room, yeah, yeah
As sweet desire that wanna come in bloom

Held, held captive, our moulds our, our bodies hold
Held, captive, target the role we, we have no control

Passionate, tasteful and
I mutilate myself to it real
A heart in the wrong kind of chest
Hair and sweat and a messes, yeah, yeah

what signifies, yeah, yeah
And make it this room, yeah, yeah
As sweet desire that wanna come in bloom

Held, captive, our culture moulds, our, our bodies hold
Held, held captive, target the we, we have no control

Held, held captive, our culture moulds, our, our hold
Held, captive, target the role we, we have no control

I cut myself up to it real
I cut myself up 'cause that's the way that I
I cut myself up to be
I cut up to be me

I cut up
I cut up
I cut up
I cut up to be me, to be me
To be free, to be