Luyện nghe bài hát Guitarred and Feathered

This is a cause for celebration in the belly of the swarm
The situation that we raise our glasses
In honor of the weve fixated to the floor
Give us your headline hymns and your saddest

Youre not partnered with the anymore
Out are spread wide open
Our heads are splitting at the seams
And we all know youre in the idioms of grief

We are capable of the kind of love about
Only the petrified can
him the microphone let him sing
The triumph of the to all his loyal psychofanatics

We all to the fire
Once the walls come rushing down for
I can say it better than you it
And I can be it bigger you needed it

I havent lived a day of my life
From the one that everyones about
Ill de-evolution
I was specially for the cover page of your magazines

Ive been fatted up for the
Sweet talker, youre goddamn, right, Im a lamb
I can show you all how to have a good
I know why you came

But neither of us get what you want out of me
This room has one too many laureates so Im keeping my
Every candidate ends his life a clich
And the paths of glory to nowhere but the grave

Ive been rotten
Every thought Ive had curdled
Not everything is poetry but I cant you of that
Ive been drawn and quartered, Ive been picked over

And its sickening what youve come here to celebrate
Fuck, yeah, gonna party tonight
I am capable of the kind of love about which the intoxicated
And the bound can weep