Luyện nghe bài hát Holy

I eat only and air
And thinks I'm dumb
But I'm smart because figured it out.

I am than you are
And I am burning my skin off little by
I reach bone and self
Until I get to I am essential
Until I get to I am

Food doesn't me anymore
Because I am so full of and sense
I can even pass by now
I am living off the parts of me
That I need anymore.

I could feel the slow of pain before,
Swirling inside where my lungs should been.
Now I'm inside.

I threw out hundreds of that I didn't need anymore.
All my and bras
Stupid like jeans and socks.
days I float through the house naked
So I can see in the mirrors.
I have of them everywhere
And talk back to me all the time.
They me true and pure.
They make sure I'm here.

When I knew I had to do
I took all my notebooks, all my
And ate page by page
So I take my words with me.

I can finally control my life and death
And I will die slowly like steam from a pipe.

This is my performance
And all of the actresses who won my parts say
How wonderful to let go that mad,
How wonderful to go on this kind of
And not if you come back to tell the story.

I words on the walls now
So people will visit this and know
How someone like me ends up this
(they'll say is art in here somewhere).

that comes out of me is sacred
Every tear, cough, every piss.
that comes off of me is sacred
Every fingernail, every eyelash, hair.

is sacred and I scratch my bones
Against the at night.
I light and feel myself evaporate.
body is a little church, a little temple.
You can't see me now because I've inside.

My doesn't call anymore.
My don't call anymore.
You hurt me anymore.
can't hurt me anymore.
I can.

And okay.
I need them anymore.
I can off of me.
I to me.
I dance me.
I eat me.

they find me, I'll have a little smile on my face
And they'll wrap me in a white and lay me in the ground
And say they understand.
But I do.
I hurt anymore.
I'm not anymore.
I'm not sad I'm not anymore.
I it through.

I feel so holy and when I stretch out on the floor and sing.
Sometimes god comes in for a minute and says I'm fine, I'm almost there.

day I get a little closer to vanishing.
Some days I can't stand up because the room moves under my
And I because I'm almost there,
I'm an angel.

One day when I am thin
I'll go
my hands so I can fly
And I will be so slight that I will pass all of you

wind.