Luyện nghe bài hát Downhill

I'm to walk the road inside my head
with cord in hand and powder breath I and wave goodbye
goodbye...

the automatic thinks, while buying blood on Broadway street where the old messiahs go
pulsing through the atmosphere are answers to the questions you should know
don't let it go, or it's all from here

examples of the afterlife responding visions the time and the other vertigo
spun off the Earth a thousand times and the wind that purifies the soul
you should know, it's all downhill here

lost out here adrift in lights, it's
weightless in clouds of colors the world will see
and I am a figment of

wrapped in the shroud of endless night I aloud
but no one hears, so I my stories to satellites
and I am lost inside a

the pattern picks the pockets of the
back to the loss remains the same
and it beckons to the East to the West its eyes
while the oscillating rhythm its bones
to the it gives a vision of the dead and gone
while the old receive a to survive
and the pattern the pockets of the palindrome
before the oscillating takes to flight...