Luyện nghe bài hát Epitaph

Starry explorer found another flag to drop
In the form of pills to conquer her America.
One straight to the head; a tight grasp her pocket:
An for innocence with diamond eye sockets.
No interested in soft words or sonnets,
Only cares about the war she's lost and she'll find her coffin.
Will any words be etched in the granite to whisper her
A legend in her own utilizing Athena's jealousy.
It's sad to see the day when the sky like this:
retreat to avoid the crash but the comets will not miss.
In the crater we will find a body if lucky
Label her a and another helpless junkie.
But I can see better, black and white shades
Into the area in which her mind lays
I think I can save her, but I hope that I'm led to
That little girl just begging to be rescued

You don't have to go this yourself,
All got to do is ask for help.

This broken wings don't flap like they used to,
Writing in angels' dust but the meanings misconstrued.
And after her pen all the ink that she could use
She starting using her own blood to write the that she knew.
Now the page is full and so much left to write.
Carves the meaning of her story on her and swears that she's alright.
It makes me see the in a completely different light,
I to see you hurt yourself but whatever helps you sleep at night..
It's asking all the places that you've been
When rings aren't the only things are piercing your skin...

You're dreams now, so there's progress to attempt
The road to recovery is with hurdles and missteps.
I am here to catch you if you start to trip
And guide your arrow towards all the targets that you've missed.
You can ask for anything, I'll do I can
So don't be if you need a helping hand.

You don't have to go this yourself,
all you've got to do is ask for

The was silent, sky was overcast
Cast over cloudy and a less than sunny past.
Sent shivers down our backs as whipped our spine
Standing shoulder to in a large circular line.
Preacher said words from a bible, one read
If God loves all his children you have been adopted
Placed in a foster your self esteem depleted,
Practically up at birth, now I hope that you can see that
The that they made were much more than monumental
You are living proof life isn't always gentle...
But you have your own touch have so much left to
So many things to say and so much more life to
We buried the so nobody could see
The of what once was and who you used to be
And all you did was smile as we our way home
To I survived on your empty headstone.