Luyện nghe bài hát Another Radio Song

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

This infection gets stronger every
This seed in the of your tear
is no escaping it

This seed in the water of tear
The way an unborn ear
in your belly

This infection gets stronger year
This direction of a rolling down your cheek
And there is no it

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

Bless this alley
we have fallen tall buildings
we have through the air
Into a garden sweetly smelling of the
Sleeping now they sit under the sidewalk
Now they're waiting for the shining of future sun to show us
All that is your
Oh and all that you pleasure
I could sigh into hide
And say I I'm here forever
But Black Sheep Boy with lovers
With list of favorite pillows
with your of missing children
With the wall where you drew
Overlooking gardens
Cut by jagged mountains
Climbing up the air
And down into a fountain
Where the water forever
a quiet distant treasure
When you up to recover
When you this tiny alley
you meet me in the garden
With your horns all hung with
Every spirit brushing me
Brushing them in the ether
Scream all is window dressing
All you are is curtains
Watch you flame up a word from us
And won't know that Burning!

Burning!

(There's no
The that is making
It's home in radio

no escaping
The thing that is
home in your radio)