Luyện nghe bài hát Depressionista

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

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

One pony and the parlor
Isn't big for the both of us

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

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

The closed circuit of
That runs between and guilt
Is tighter around the heart

Our are collapsing upon themselves
We're retreating into the
Where we're sucking the blood from the necks of

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

But we remember the
parasites, we are delicate
In the way we each other down
We were oh so close to the start they finished us

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

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

The circuit of stimulus
runs between fashion and guilt
Is tighter around the heart

Our orbits are upon themselves
But we in the traffic indifferent
To the grand of God unmoved