Luyện nghe bài hát Hysterical

Here comes the apparition
To set fire to all the
Now I should have known it was you who would
When vainly I into the ever-changing rapids
To your boat a sign which read get in and hold on.

Calls for
Heal the
We should grow up

And so I hid behind the in the night
Until you woke to find me like an emasculated dog
There is no sense in even trying to track the weather
Is it better to leave to blindly hold on?

. . .

Let me out
Of the
Let me
I want to my last mistake

. . .