Luyện nghe bài hát Broken

Breathe me in air, innocent.
My bleed.
I've been too much.
Preventing words from searing my battered throat.
And I can't scream so I sketch your face.
Each was a cry.
Each curve blindness.
Prevent my arms failing.
Limitless to your face I can't conform,
But hands the chance voice wouldn't have.
It was the first that our words kissed, but our lips, they didn't even touch.
No on skin.
The time in my life that I existed.
And time that we breathed, we were reborn.
reborn each time we breathe.
These nights were gaining yet losing ground.
A grace.
tongue!
I taste your with a pen in my hand, in my hand, in my hand.
I your ways.
Well, in a matter of time my went from day to night, incriminating textures.
Where on did you go?
happened to us?
With this retouching paint, I use a brush, apply it to your canvas.
This was once a painting.
Each lasting memory will each word that I write.
And I used to think my hands could dance.
I needed to hold myself up.
You were a crutch as you tore me away like this fringed papers' edge.
You were a crutch?
But now I see my been broken for quite some time.
memories impale the senses to this day.
I'm broken.