Luyện nghe bài hát Braile

It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the of every pregnant teen,
The minutes are hours, the are days,
I feel infected by presence, you speak in tounges,
I smell the lies on your blackened lungs,

I in her ear:
me dear, for I am Death,
I'll take hope, your dreams, your love,
Till nothing left

I whispered in her
You better me dear, for I am Death,
And I'll that shit you call a life,
In a fucking breath

I'll your hope,
I'll take your dreams,
I'll take love,
I'll everything you fucking bitch,

I'll steal the diamonds your eyes,
I'll turn your promises lies,
I'll steal the diamonds your eyes,
turn your promises into lies,

It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every teen,
The are days, the days are dead,
I feel infected by your presence, you in tounges,
I the lies dancing on your blackened lungs,

I the fear in your voice, but you shouldn't feel a thing,
Your life's already than any pain that I could bring,
I could bring,
That I bring,

I could make it every day,
But you're so blind, it may as be May,

And I whispered in her
You better fear me dear, for this is
And I whispered in her
me, 'cause I am Death

One time,

I in her ear:
me dear, for I am Death,
I'll take everything you ever

I whispered in her
You fear me, for I am Death.
For I am Death.
For I am