Luyện nghe bài hát Grandloves

Take all the things away,
Seek all the dimensions that
From my dig holes in me with wooden carved
Trowels, hold still in me the hops that left it's down

MAGIC:
Waking up is easy but you're breaking my thesis
I'm gone, feel it but flowing with the shaman
and thing
I'm in with truth and sick and tired of this youth
And that you're falling but you're stalling when you're holding me

I'll grow bitters on the of your whistling skin
I'll sew pockets of the locks that fall from your bristling
all my secrets in the trinkets
Dangling the walls
Take what you are make it, make it

MAGIC:
I'm in with truth and sick and tired of this youth
I want it to be but I'm queasy at the thought of it
I need no proof no lucky charm no wisdom tooth
To it in the same way of that feeling when you're loving me

Brew you a warm out of
My tattered
Build you thick out of
My skull
discreet make
Your bouldering glow
My grand
I'll not what I done started

YM - I'm sick of this, you of that, I'm not as dumb as that
MJ - (My pining whims, my sacred vining whims)

I'll stake red toothpicks in my dirt heart,
Meander this sacred lot of you and season

YOUNG
See visual?
You are invincible; you're it for your halo song