Luyện nghe bài hát Depressionista

Trained in the art of
The arts be unmoved in their midst
We came down, down,
From that and now we're looking for more

bloodless now
And we are by the majesty of it all
passed around, around, around
Like the of the friendless roads

One trick and the parlor
Isn't big enough for the of us

death do we rock?
We're so of shit
'Til do we rock?
You buying it

'Til death do we
so full of shit
'Til death do we
You're still it

The circuit of stimulus
That between fashion and guilt
Is winding tighter around the

Our orbits are collapsing themselves
We're into the vogue
Where we're the blood from the necks of guitars

Beg for the scraps of
That piled up the bar
we try and try and try
We get the wrong

But we the words
We're parasites, we are
In the way we each other down
We were oh so to the start when they finished us

Aim the at the ground
Aim the at the ground
And us to the belly of the whale

'Til do we rock?
so full of shit
'Til do we rock?
You buying it

The circuit of stimulus
That runs between and guilt
Is winding tighter around the

Our orbits are collapsing themselves
But we in the traffic indifferent
To the grand histrionics of God