Luyện nghe bài hát Broken

Breathe me in air, innocent.
My bleed.
been writing too much.
Preventing these words from my battered throat.
And I even scream so I sketch your face.
line was a cry.
Each bore blindness.
Prevent my arms failing.
Limitless expressions to your face I conform,
But give the chance voice wouldn't have.
It was the first time that our words kissed, but our lips, didn't even touch.
No on skin.
The first 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 taste ways.
Well, in a of time my life went from day to night, incriminating textures.
Where on did you go?
What to us?
With this retouching paint, I will use a brush, it to your canvas.
was once a beautiful painting.
Each memory will control each word that I write.
And I to think that my hands could dance.
I only needed to hold up.
You were never a crutch as you tore me away like this papers' edge.
You were never a
But now I see my hand's been for quite some time.
These memories impale the senses to day.
I'm broken.