Luyện nghe bài hát An Artist's Impression

A in the back never looked so familiar.
The time has kept of me for days on end.
It seems as if my plans have plans of their own.
I watched them burn at the stake, at the of their own demise.

I'll be here waiting for my friends, even the of them,
fade away.
You must slipped through the cracks.
Yeah.

The night change to reveal every imperfection on your face. (On your face)
the point of your exterior if it's empty beneath? (Empty beneath)

Guns for playing around.
You don't so tough now.
I'll what's left,
And rip it from chest.
Dim the lights, to the beast,
Yeah, and now,
YOU'LL ROT AWAY FROM MY FEET.
Oh.

I'll be here for my friends,
the best of them will fade away.

The will change to reveal every imperfection on your face. (On your face)
What's the point of your exterior if it's beneath? (Empty beneath)

Mark my words, you return,
This won't be as warm as before.
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