Luyện nghe bài hát Blues from Down Here

From the I called you, ma
For breath and breast so warm and fabled
Your reached inside
my heart, enlarged, disabled

Hailed for your
An ear cares

How the blues from up there?

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

Oh, kindness
Undeserved purest gift, this you spared

How the sound from up there?

gnashing, masticating this dumb tongue
Quiet now, quiet now, that supplication
into the void
Been by no one

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

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

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

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

Lessen desire
Hold breath so patiently
inquire, how to be free?
Just stay on knees

You doubt it
there's nothing left for me
To do but my feet
And shout it

the depths I called you
Now I'm waiting for an answer
Stuck here in the bottom of well
It's not the last, you've from me