Luyện nghe bài hát chaos arpeggiating

Mountain yellows they're not on the grounds they're in the wall
This loneliness is so distracting i'm barely you at all

Will i survive the Easter in this sloughy womb of isolation? no
I can feel the sabers now in my casket
Now your charming little virus is getting all attention
As i drag my chair up to the to absorb some solar lashings

It's your saint's name day tomorrow but last year's paper they are not living

Why should i be scorned like some catalyst for famines it's me who's been
Exiled in
Oh must i always be chaos

Mountain City yellows i see them through the floor
The minotaur of self abuse can't pick himself up

Your violent freak out was a eulogy to us
I was truly touched that you still cared enough to throw psychotic

And now i'm sparring with the no one, the void, the vacuum of
As i mine the of my celebrity with snarls and mock laughter

I the sense that you're wanting me to chase you
But what's the
We be together without starting a row