Luyện nghe bài hát Dryspell

On a sunny afternoon in east side New York...

You ready? (Yeah)
Good morning my sweet of morbid disorder
And Good wonderful riddance and such
Maybe today I'll the burgundy halo
Trimming the and of in with tenants
Spangled cross a more premise
?? it splinters all up in day-tripper visuals
Take it easy man, it I'll take it any way I can
My are generous
I witness fury scurry past my window
Model city in a plugged hostile
Its bliss kissin
And a billion suckers pucker in a
Maybe the sunken is the treasure
No, but they it man
I try to Spin me dizzy
Up to giving dungeons
As opposed to art historians absorbed inside
Everybody pop your knuckles when the style divorces
Marveling at the spite which it curdled
Outside my tenement a little warmth
From out the of masons wasted
Laying bricks for days to later they owned the lot adjacent
Mark the blasphemy elements of and savagery
Murder the gossip, fuck it run off
The broken spoke chokin open doctors they as born fetus
In a matchbox padlocked to the hammer base
Now impurities embedded in five illiterates textiles
Shedded in the hell tale to motivate blind leverage
Now i'm in a pool of why are you here
Sabotage with my the burden pertainance of if I die this year
My is Dryspell
My name is
My name's
My is flagrant
My name's a thousand steps from
But I'm sick and of waiting
My name's
My is canvas
My is lowlife
My intention
My name is every imperfection that plays a in my descension
My name is
My is posture
My is polarized
My name is
My name is delicate approach from symettricating my
My Possessive
My is cordial
My is Igloo
My name is
My is contaminate the rich
And clock the profits for the captain's

Let us hope that the of evil
No longer on the doorstep of your past

Circle of sandbags the shield a meal the meaty hand grabs
I'm splitting hopes at local Acropolis
Opulence in a cockpit not the pocket for them with a ??
Sunk to rest while exhausted the art of drunken address
fracture lines that converge towards where the hackers whine
Where trappers slack the
Unlatch the catch then cover up his trackers
That will make his furious
Oh bury his head and how could I have so dense
If only, yeah but I'm
My graze normalcy then morbidly crash
My years breathe honesty sardonically laugh
Alas, I dig my toes in to the sand and spit foliage out my lips Personifying end all aspirations
floats...
No, hope sinks like broken boats and most harassed before
I'm tossing darts at a map of the arts to pick up you choked
And the last leaf falls off the branches of resonance
I'll be waiting with my butterfly net to the evidence
Well I am a with poison oak scaling the sides
Arachnids on the celing, rugged thumb tacks, bones and rusty
If you can squeeze the bars
Enjoy my employ my waste
In case the hand dealt by a stolen
Do you ever wish the circle square
So when landsharks start circling the
You just cut them off at the corners
There's a in the basket of values
Pertinent to, which cayak pilot succeeded in serving him
Now I'm surfin it
So if you need me your wings to spell my name
Above the mess near the funny requests
See bow to tolerant of higher to win
To assist in a meticulous pick a part of skins
Of
A child of timid instinct with that ten ahead premise
Supply dust before the zephyr was requested
Violent humble shoes ten shades of blues off the difference
I grimace, me one hours blink to conclude that sickly innocence
My is Dryspell
My name is
My allegiance
My name is
My name's a thousand from patience
But i'm sick and tired of
My Polaris
My name is
My is lowlife
My intention
My name is imperfection that plays a part in my descension
My name is
My name is
My is polarized
My is evidence
My name is delicate approach from my fellowship
My name's
My name is
My is Igloo
My name is
My name is contaminate the
And clock the for the captain's sake
My is vagabond
My is angel
My name is
My name is
My name is
My is wildfire
My name is
My is basic
My is consequence
My name is
My name is
My name is
My name is
My name is
My name is
My name is clock
My is...