Luyện nghe bài hát Another Radio Song

Sit back, no is written
nothing you thought of Yourself
It's a ghost, came unbidden
To this

This infection gets stronger year
This seed in the of your tear
There is no it

This in the water of your tear
The way an baby's ear
Unfolds in your

This infection stronger every year
This direction of a tear down your cheek
And there is no it

is no escaping
The thing that is
It's home in radio

Bless tiny alley
we have fallen from buildings
we fallen through the air
Into a garden sweetly smelling of the
Sleeping flowers now sit under the sidewalk
Now they're waiting for the shining of future sun to show us
All that is beauty
Oh and all that brings you
I could into your hide
And say I hope I'm forever
But Sheep Boy with your lovers
With your list of favorite
with your of missing children
With the where you drew windows
Overlooking hidden
Cut apart by mountains
up into the air
And crumbling down a fountain
Where the water waits
Like a distant treasure
you rise up to recover
When you leave this tiny
When you me in the garden
With your horns all with cedar
spirit brushing past me
Brushing past in the ether
Scream all this is window
All you are is curtains
you flame up with a word from us
And won't know that Burning!

Burning!

(There's no
The thing that is
It's in your radio

no escaping
The thing is making
It's in your radio)