Luyện nghe bài hát Black Lungs

My thoughts are black.
Here a panic attack.
Every day is a struggle to on track.
had enough of being consumed by your poison.
These are my of distress.
I confess.
It's getting harder to see through a thick of green smoke.
The deeper I inhale, the I choke.
I'm a to the habit, slowly becoming a zombie.
The I go, the bigger the fall.
The closer we get, the I need you all.
The higher I go, the the fall.
It's to stand tall.
control.
From nights at the park to laying low in the dark, temptation led to isolation.
I'm for air, visiting despair.
My are turning black.
Here comes a attack.
Every day is a struggle to on track.
had enough of being consumed by your poison.