Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
Who's

And I remember of laughter
And lunatics lost in your
Seductive propaganda scrolling my mind
Like guerrilla

Belts and, and wooden
in the afterbirth
Shadows my mind

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

Crawling on linoleum
TV streaming
And corporate consciousness my brain
Cracked porcelain
with insects and dirty dishes

The early morning of, of grade school
stockings to hide the bruises
The secret friends, holidays
And everyone in their, in their best
Pretending to like each

and generations
Of loneliness, sad
Stealing away in the dead of
To stiff jawed henchmen
In, in the trucks of an angry slumlord
and miles away

Patience and
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 time
I felt it inside me, turning
But the dead weight
Within the folds of its winged

and sliding those black feathers
Inches at a
Its beak, its, its
Pushing and pushing and, and
And into the membrane

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

I this
And I I never had a chance
There was never any it

and God
and God