Luyện nghe bài hát Bleedseason

Trace the chalk and the day so
old habits never pass away
Commemerate the conception
The debt the retribution
Deaf to self and mute to mind to find muddled wallowing blind My crippled confidence chafed away
the answers I'm cast astray
My cloud's so thick that I can barely think so reveal to me deadsight
Trace the tree and the veil will me
And now I see with eyes
tragedy persisting in me
This disability's my soul's
to self and left to fry
Muddled wallowing blind
My confidence is chafed away to stay
With the answers I'm pulled
The habits laced me
With a cold, flinch kiss of old deaths erase me soft, subtle, inch by inch
Upon my I lie Mesmerized cauterized by the blemishes
Frail bandages Without to change
Desperate to rectify imperitive lest to die Imminent reality on pace closed-faced
Consistent entrancement staring into empty space with an open wound to clean please me
Is this my time to feel Is this my time to breathe Is this my time to bleed the season I'll never live without you
I'll never see without you I'll change without you truesight.