Luyện nghe bài hát Float

This fallen angel stitch a wing with a shoestring
The directive selects reflective aviation
Bathed in swing
I'm broke, I know a walking corpse who'd spit icicle
To slit
Quicker you can prove there's four letters in hope

I paint a portrait my cell called life
Inside the shell, tortured
Orbiting orchard intrigued but not compelled
I smell a hint of charred child flesh sweeping through my

Order one canteen of liquid and eclipse the slaughter
Now is you is the villain of my kabuki
Cuz I hobble with hands
pan the nozzle
We see intent to re-invent dream
homage to ancients

But honor modern replacements now basics
I'm Bilbo Baggins with stilts tipping the dish
Beached on the shores where the feast of wits eat the corpse
Divvy the servings and study the that deemed
Killer credible
a harp of a different color but the song remains identical

I am not a crook, I cook the at both ends
Just to blend that element of chance with my tight rope
Life, sight beyond, fire ant with a pain gut be gone
Belong to something civil, saint, cuz this paints on

And a cold canvas lodged in the gut of Atlantis
present impressive lung
Some truly learn what a chant is
I personify mankind's collective sulk
As a result of one angry fist blistering cult pulp in bulk

Face it, die, it on the shelf
Next to the portrait gave you
Of the day it rained but y'all posed by the slave ship
Make it rain 'til the levy
My fetus as a combine of father time
And his sweetest concubine,

And it me like televised casualties
I'll be hung in the village square in 5 minutes
You don't to miss it
As a token of my discontent the equation
I'm officially for consultation

I float, while everyone around me's drowning