Luyện nghe bài hát Clear Liquids

(Esoterical)
and i and i fall and then i scream and then i

and i fight and i fall and then i and then i

(Esoterical)
Isn't this the part where the feeling loses
for me
and i fight and i fall and then i and then i

Isn't this the part where the burning feeling
for me
and i fight and i fall and then i scream and i

(jD)
Rest assured mother and father, your sons fine,
stressed to depressed in debt at the depth of
regret, but mother and rest assured, your sons
doing fine, just a couple hard times, i'm to lay
off the medication, i can swallow a with no
effect, it's me, but i love it when my liver
burns my flesh, lay in a tub and laugh, under
the faucet, away the colors, problems lock in a
closet, i can't stand, my head beats for days, i
the pain, i never have, i've never had a drink,
never tipsy, i never will, truthfully, it really
ain't me, X's on my hand like a hypocrite, the
world all to Daniel like a hypnotist, Dad you
can drink it down, but anger is all you got, take
your advice, and up to be whatever the fuck you're
not

this the part where the burning feeling loses
for me
and i fight and i fall and then i and then i

Isn't the part where the burning feeling loses
for me
and i fight and i fall and then i and then i

(Esoterical)
Well I stand by, pathetic and sober, so I take a
bottle, a swallow, and follow my hopes to nowhere,
80 proof and 40 percent of my problems are getting
in the process of temporary memory loss, as I
heavenly thought, sit back and take another shot,
and take another shot and let my body drop, It's
my static, or really just another escape, a friend
to the days that take too much for me to face, so
I forget, and get lost in my decadence, and a
to let clear liquids kill my consciousness,
screaming at the walls as if they could listen,
too drunk to think, I even remember what I was
even missing, I'm sitting, waiting, for good
luck to in, It's morning and I'm making
confessions to the porcelain, I wanna quit, to say
I don't have an addiction, the over hits, and I'm
almost that I could follow through with it,
my solutions only me sick, my caustic thirst
eventually hits quick, and I'm craving it an
addict, I'm panicked, holding a bottle to
swallow, the feeling follows, as I become
form of tragic.

Isn't this the part where the burning feeling
for me
and i fight and i fall and i scream and then i

Isn't this the part where the burning loses
for me
and i fight and i and then i scream and then i

Isn't this the where i stand by and watch the
fall
I'm fallin' apart, i'm fallin apart
Isn't this the part where i by and watch the
world

(Esoterical)
I glorify what i do to escape, but i don't
completely it either. It's like Oscar Wilde
said, "To regret one's own is to arrest
one's own development. To one's own experience is
to put a lie into the of one's life. It is no less
than a of the soul."