Luyện nghe bài hát Disease

on
the thoughts of all
released this anger
is some place I like to be
and when I myself defeated
I
and when I see them around
dancing in their own
I

And I don't to exist on this plane
crashing down to the of
of skin
flesh and
all up in pages
flashed in our
and spiteful

Run

Lost
misdirected and
in bones
and thrown
told me to disappear
and dive
the shallow end
of the pool

Try to hold on to what I

no longer here as but
wretched and
so I slash myself
and I drown my again
lose in this disease

Lost
misdirected and
in bones
and away
told me to disappear
and slowly
the shallow end
of the gene

Cut to the mold
Nothing left to rid of
but and blood
skin screaming
and as we
replace marble with

again
misdirected and
in bones
and away
told me to disappear
and slowly
the shallow end
of the gene