Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
there?

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

and, and wooden spoons
Flies in the
Shadows my mind

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

Crawling on kitchens
TV streaming
And corporate consciousness my brain
porcelain sinks
Covered with insects and dirty

The early morning anxiety of, of grade
Dark stockings to the bruises
The friends, festive holidays
And everyone in their, in their Sunday
Pretending to each other

and generations
Of loneliness, sad
Stealing in the dead of night
To escape stiff henchmen
In, in the hungry trucks of an angry
Miles and miles

Patience and
Waking on the of the road
Hissing radiator, hoses cracked like, like skin
And so hot
A holocaust would've felt like
A blizzard

I remember the time
I felt it alive inside me,
But the dead moving
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 going numb
And to it hum
I'm it move in its mysteries
Exploring me power

I remember
And I know I had a chance
There was any escaping it

and God
and God