Luyện nghe bài hát Bleeding Ceremony

I was taught to be nice so I open doors on impulse
Always make room on the sidewalk though I notice no one does
They just through knocking you down
With a smug look on faces
So I stay writing my songs in my fantasy oasis
it be out of line
To spend the rest of my life in my
While I'm running my thumb all along on a edge?
Getting warm in the tub I'm watching the clouds
Of the blood I

But I never
I wanted to say
What I to say
What I to say
What I to say
Was DEAD.

I'm a loner, like or not. A Marat. I'm lonely
my masochism in a bleeding ceremony
Light a candle, open my hand, and end retaliations
From the dog pack here in the gauchest of the nations

Would it be too
To the rest of my time in my head?
Am I hurting myself to Like Orson's sled?
I've been so long for the words to this song
I bet I bleed to

But I never
I wanted to say
What I to say
What I to say
What I to say
Was DEAD.

Now I hope that magically I will emerge into life
Even though I'm now in a hemlock bath of wine
Become a hero swinging my sword in a bloody world
And leave the life here ruined by guilt where they need to the herd

DEAD.

Was what I to say
I wanted to say
Was DEAD.

What I to say
What I to say
Was DEAD.

What I to say
What I to say
I wanted to say...