Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Against The Cutting Edge

Mitch

Blunt / on the / edge
is a stylistic disaster
Or so I'm
Won't your estimations
Do to fold
keep up
To the (dummy) run
Am I ?

dressed down
By the cuts of their

and neat
(with a) in grief ?
say inkempt

A real cutting edge is the scourge of the
For all the angst, you're tantrum-fuelled

Abrasiveness a
Sell for a
up clean doing the dirty
Cut and run, then

Mould in
See through
you

A cutting edge is the scourge of the norm
For all the angst, you're dolls

I'm blunted, I'm blunted against the cutting
Sharpeness through truth to myself

I'm rusted, I'm rusted against the edge
Sigh-times cloud over met with pretence

Together,
the act !
the act !

I'm blunted, I'm blunted against the cutting
diminished through truth to myself

I'm rusted, I'm rusted against the cutting
Sigh-times cloud over when met with
the act !
the act !