Luyện nghe bài hát Gravity

Idealized airwaves, their way of hacking my
The Dahmers of
information and feed me a taste
Of monition, waste

on a broken ledge of sanity
Fighting with exploding waves of
It to see me fall and feed me to the rocks
The salts of tragedy

Now the has the mass controlled
To a fabric of fabrication
That coats the and the soul
From cold
reason interference planted seeds
Of end in the
Elemental and constructal signs
We are constant
So I reject the
I am the code, I restore me

Holding on a ledge of sanity
Fighting exploding waves of gravity
It wants to see me fall and feed me to the
But I'm drifting on the of my veracity
They paint this like an empty face
An image to the empty space
world of dust and light
Fight for a in someone's eyes
If nothing is real, why I die
As a vision, in the illusion of
I the leads of external drives
Uncoil the of my mind
I the ports and reduce the noise
Through the interstice, at last I a voice
My own
All time
I questioned the
And all this
It cannot
All my
In search of the
I only to ask myself
Why am I