Luyện nghe bài hát Holy

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

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

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

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

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

When I knew I had to do
I all my notebooks, all my manuscripts
And ate them by page
So I could take my words me.

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

is my greatest performance
And all of the who won my parts will say
How to let yourself go that mad,
How wonderful to go on kind of journey
And not care if you come back to the story.

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

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

Starvation is sacred and I scratch my
the windows at night.
I light and feel myself evaporate.
This is a little church, a little temple.
You see me now because I've gone inside.

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

And okay.
I don't them anymore.
I can off of me.
I to me.
I with me.
I eat me.

When they find me, I'll have a little on my face
And wrap me in a white cloth 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 clean when I stretch out on the and sing.
god comes in for a minute and says I'm doing fine, I'm almost there.

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

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

wind.