Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
there?

And I remember of laughter
And lost in your soul
Seductive propaganda across my mind
Like guerrilla

Belts and, and wooden
in the afterbirth
Shadows my mind

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

on linoleum kitchens
TV streaming
And consciousness into my brain
Cracked porcelain
with insects and dirty dishes

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

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

and understanding
Waking on the side of the
Hissing radiator, hoses cracked 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 folds of its winged

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

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

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

and God
and God