Luyện nghe bài hát From One to Six Hundred Kilometers

The most tender you've said to me
is that i suffer paranoia
sometimes when i to kill
i count from one to six hundred

yet i to feel
i to sea
i fail to rationally
and i to grip
i fail to
i to think about me

"if i were able to
perhaps hatred would bring me
i to have a steel brow
and a of stone"

yet you to feel
you to sea
you to embrace my insecurities
and i to grip
i to keep
i failed to think me