Luyện nghe bài hát Depressionista

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

We're now
And we are uninterrupted by the of it all
We're around, around, around
Like the currency of the roads

One trick and the parlor
big enough for the both of us

'Til do we rock?
We're so full of
'Til do we rock?
You keep it

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

The closed circuit of
That runs between fashion and
Is winding around the heart

Our are collapsing upon themselves
We're retreating into the
we're sucking 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 melodies

But we remember the
We're parasites, we are
In the way we bring other down
We were oh so close to the start when finished us

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

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

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

Our orbits are collapsing upon
But we stand in the traffic
To the histrionics of God unmoved