Luyện nghe bài hát Blues from Down Here

From the depths I you, ma
For your and breast so warm and fabled
hands reached inside
Grabbed my heart, enlarged,

for your mercy
An ear that

How the blues sound up there?

With my wet hair, I the blood off of your feet
Carry me through these infested waters
Well, you me from slaughter for sure
But these are equally in need of a martyr

Oh, shared
purest gift, this life you spared

How the blues sound up there?

Teeth gnashing, masticating this dumb
Quiet now, now, hear that supplication
Echo into the
Been by no one

Oh, my dear
Cold, poisoning ourselves
in our own tears

Signed, blues from here
Signed, from down here
Signed, blues from here

Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash your
Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash your
the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your
Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away
Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away

Time for your story
Of how to golden glory
Wash yourself all clean
All in all Hallow's Eve

your desire
Hold your breath so
Never inquire, how to be
Just stay on knees

You might it
there's nothing left for me
To do but stomp my
And shout it

From the I called you
Now I'm waiting for an patiently
Stuck here in the of this well
It's not the last, you've heard me