Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
Who's

And I flashes of laughter
And lunatics lost in soul
propaganda scrolling across my mind
Like cinema

and, and wooden spoons
Flies in the
Shadows across my

but dead, smiling but dead
Smiling but dead, smiling but
Smiling but dead, but dead

Crawling on linoleum
TV streaming
And consciousness into my brain
Cracked sinks
Covered with and dirty dishes

The early anxiety of, of grade school
Dark stockings to the bruises
The friends, festive holidays
And everyone in their, in their best
Pretending to like each

and generations
Of loneliness, sad
Stealing in the dead of night
To escape stiff jawed
In, in the hungry of an angry slumlord
Miles and away

and understanding
Waking on the side of the
Hissing radiator, hoses cracked like, burned skin
And so hot
A holocaust would've felt like
A cyclonian

I remember the first
I felt it inside me, turning
But the dead moving
the folds of its winged embrace

Opening and sliding those black
at a time
Its beak, its, its
Pushing and and, and pushing
And digging into the

And I going numb
And to it hum
I'm feeling it move in its
Exploring me with

I remember
And I I never had a chance
There was any escaping it

and God
and God