Luyện nghe bài hát Ink

I climb the mountain top, I saw the drop
I cling to drift yeah, I swim in the deep world
Words unspoken so foreign
Have you heard one?

The on the back of your neck stands
Another way out, way out
The ants have escaped
The hair on the back of neck stands up
Ink runs my cup, I sip epiphany

bite tarantula, taste of my symptoms
Gasoline and a pistol, blood the bathtub
Swollen eyelids, by this
Tell us you see?

The hair on the back of neck stands
way out, another way out
The army have escaped
The on the back of your neck stands up
Ink runs my cup, I sip epiphany

bit my lip for the last time
Fog lifts up for the
of body, free of mind
I'll build my up, rest inside

Ink spills on paper, paper my blood
Ink spills on paper, paper my blood

The hair on the of your neck stands up
Ink runs my cup, I sip epiphany
The ants have escaped
The hair on the back of your neck up
Ink into my cup, I sip epiphany

Ink spills on paper, paper my blood
Ink spills on paper, paper spells my