Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
Who's

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

and, and wooden spoons
Flies in the
across my mind

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

Crawling on linoleum
TV streaming
And corporate consciousness into my
porcelain sinks
Covered with and dirty dishes

The early morning anxiety of, of grade
stockings to hide the bruises
The secret friends, festive
And everyone in their, in Sunday 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
and miles away

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

I remember the first
I it alive inside me, turning
But the dead weight
Within the of its winged embrace

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

And I going numb
And to it hum
I'm it move in its mysteries
Exploring me power

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

and God
and God