Luyện nghe bài hát Black and White

Nothing makes my heart so wild as
In possession of a potent
Racing down the stairs in a nude
and discarding my hide
But the strokes crack so quickly
And it's often that I why
Dripping at the slow-motion of surrender
to my bones as they dry
How can I want something more than a new in which to fry
When I see in only black and

There's a sinful sort of side of
So contained, a bit like lost
Stumbling through the background like a town loner
Quietly a-whisperin' my thoughts my cupped hands
and monk-like, at least that's what I've always said
How writing letters from the lonely margins feel
there is no hair on my head?
Is the solitude I seek a trap where been blindly led?
Tell me, then do I go instead?

atonement comes in distant waves
I might wait until the next to
through forgiveness at a sunfly prompter
Staring through the back of my
Its a vulgar, hidden part of being tethered to the right now;
Spending all my to remain a member
Nothing in my eyes but a
Do I bother to define beyond what they allow?
Have I already how?