Luyện nghe bài hát Cut Hands The Solution

Hey,
I'll tell
helping
I'll tell
doing the right thing
I can see used
And I don't where you've been
But I do past failures still haunt you
slow remarks you later regret
It's to own up and take the blame
For being a nervous wreck
So go on be a careless fucking
So you can sit and about pain
I know about gasping and mirror-blood
I know shitbags and shame
I a fuckload more than you realise
A fuck of a lot more than you
I know why you can take a
But not a hug
I you bite your fat banana fingernails
And I know why you'd need to
I know you're a slow pathetic eater
And I know you sleep much
But I'll tell you:
helping
And still tell you:
You're the right thing
Question: did you ever yourself to make somebody sorry?
How do you pretend to be sick?
You ever something very much but never told anybody about it?
Are you such a slug you live without a fucking sundae?
You ever made a bit too much fuss over your
Yes, the cutting will be quite
If you get the crisscross right
And show an piece of bone
Ready for
And in a few time:
In a drop of anal red the
And your totally disgusting diseased unkempt disgusting of a body
to react
Till mere days after the
The cancer says hello
In between fairground muscle
And white scaly shit
says burnt it out
The little cunt doesn't know what the fuck he's talking
And just after the cutting
You really know
How well can you
How cheap tears are forgotten
Because there's no kleenex or sympathy
Nobody give a fucking toss
For a of your symptoms
For your sign
And for atrocious sleepless lucidity
Because if they were provoked?
prefectness and it's all there
No more pointless trawling through self-helped books for triggering
No more daytime or drunken wisdom
At first it seems not to be
Til you get that of danger
That means you can no convince yourself it's not working
and more and more
So right now would be a good time for
Who you ever tried to make guilty?
Have you ever told on
somebody has told you not to tell
My question: I said have you ever on anyone?
Yet I'll you:
helping
And I'll tell
doing the right thing
More and more you wonder if anyone gives a fuck
Do you feel that:
You talk too
You listen enough
Do you admit to letting others push you
Who's pushing you now?
Who's on you now?
Who's the hitting on you now, kuckle-nicks?
Has he perverted an ethic?
Has he destroyed a body?
show you what's it like not to have hands
And I'll show you how to on tight
I'll show you how to piss on your own
And sit in a
You'll to sweat while unconscious
And I'll show you the stick
You'll learn the kitty-cut
the privilege of seeing your own blood
I'll let you suck and clairil
So you how papa's so brave
show you the wide-awake nightmare
And now you can buy fucking fear
So new can you:
Spot a who's like me?
Can
Imagine a difference between their body and
Can
a person who looks like me?
Could
Spot a person who looks you?
Can
Spot a who's how you want to be?
Can
Imagine a person who you'd never to be?
Transferring people is a fucking degrading to do to them
And one day the you'll that
One day the you'll that:
Cut has the solution
We'll feed you to hungry bird
We'll feed you to every animal
And we'll let them eat fat till full
And will let them blood till they're drunk
As I you:
helping
While I you:
You're doing the thing