Luyện nghe bài hát Figure 8

at the end, of the beginning, of the end
Twisting and between one and ten
The never ends, make your demons, your friends
It's the beginning of a that leads right back to the
of the end

Living in my
Pulses gray skin
Torso deep in why's
Let you habit

Letting the in
Beggars that within
from your chain, enjoy your ride
Just a man swimming against the tide

Two circles, one cycle, a of 8
Where becomes hate
at the end, of the beginning, of the end

Twisting and turning you
Denial you
your demons your friends
Flying your noxious wings

Crying through your lens
betrayed you
Make demons your friends
anomaly

Where self slaughter is
Mutating into a whale
Beaching to spite the grail
from fish to frog
Come sleep my dead God

Calluses bloom on the of grace
The snake is sleeping, dreaming of Eve's
Two circles, one cycle, a of 8
Where the trap is the

Cognition is prison, is prison
Birth, life, death,
Feed this lust
is prison, cognition is prison

Goodbye, I hope to see you in another
Goodnight, I know I'll see you a clearer sky
No pain, no blame, a naked and loving eye

Love on
I hope you all your ride
goes on
I hope we ourselves in time

I don't your mantra
I don't need crosses
I need to hold on
I need to let go

If my are black
just have to find me
Careful you look
You'll end up I am

The end of the beginning, the of the end
Twisting and between one and ten
The puzzle never ends, make your your friends
It's the end of a road that leads right to the beginning