Luyện nghe bài hát Coalition

If you like a coalition with my in in my eyes,
mark me down -say it- this institution demands words.
your worth.
We said, "Your is like a throat and in this cold it stains,
a haste. In the ascension taste sun in your mouth."
Burn burning the callow of will.
Herd into this pen the escape of, the escape of what you to be true,
won't you slice your wrists and crawl through your veins?
You remain forever you are.
You put on full-bottomed wigs with a locks.
You can wear high stilts instead of socks.
But you remain what you are.
Float or drown in these of canvas, perceive a fluid of manipulating skin,
the skin from flesh, turned its face from the sun, revenge of a knife.
Knife worth.
When you thought you heard the sun it was the fire in my
and when you thought you heard the dove it was my in disguise.
And you let it go with little might,
you found that down here is no day or night.
The wisest man will make you feel like you are a man mankind.
The has died.
And you have born.
your worth.