Luyện nghe bài hát Forlani

Last I swore it was the last time
I'd write these rites to this last fight
By the third time
I'm pretty versed

By the third it still hurts
By the third
I know myself well enough to
10 years is not

is this about this that brings me back?
Have I ever left?
But can I expect?
Beauty is through my TV set

I it's lines still corrupt my mind
In it's I am defined
What is this about this that me back?
Have I even left? But what can I expect?

The beauty, I it still corrupts my mind
The beauty, I find, in it's image, I'm
Forge my body steel
While cognizant this is not real

Flesh and devotion void of
for an ounce of ineptitude
And another to express
My helpless in this cage

for the rest of my life
Programmed into my mind, my
I'm fixated,
as far as I can perceive
With the of what I believe