Luyện nghe bài hát Ink

I climb the mountain top, I saw the drop
I cling to drift wood yeah, I swim in the deep
unspoken seem so foreign
Have you heard this

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

Fang bite tarantula, taste of my
and a pistol, blood filling the bathtub
Swollen eyelids, baffled by
us what you see?

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

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

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

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

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