Luyện nghe bài hát Higher Side Of Low

swallowing an ocean of
soaking in the tortured and passionate denials
the friends and enemies, the manufactured threats
the crushing weight of memories are all that I have
the absence of - no love, no pity, no hate
and the absence of as what's left of me
drowns in waves of apathy, submerged in total despair
dilute the venom of
see the world the bottom of a glass
as all sensation separates from a heart
another dosage of the antidote suffocates emotion before it the same depression
the same fear...constant frustration at the same reflected
...but cold flesh protects my mind a clear, smooth, hard bottle-glass skull
from crushing volumes of