Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
Who's

And I remember flashes of
And lunatics lost in soul
Seductive propaganda scrolling my mind
Like guerrilla

Belts and, and spoons
in the afterbirth
Shadows my mind

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

Crawling on kitchens
TV streaming
And corporate consciousness into my
Cracked sinks
Covered with insects and dirty

The early morning anxiety of, of school
stockings to hide the bruises
The friends, festive holidays
And in their, in their Sunday best
Pretending to each other

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

Patience and
Waking on the of the road
Hissing radiator, hoses like, like burned skin
And so hot
A nuclear holocaust would've like
A cyclonian

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

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

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

I remember
And I know I never had a
was never any escaping it

and God
and God