Luyện nghe bài hát Ink

I the mountain top, I saw the bottom drop
I cling to wood yeah, I swim in the deep world
unspoken seem so foreign
Have you heard one?

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

Fang bite tarantula, of my symptoms
Gasoline and a pistol, blood filling the
Swollen eyelids, by this
Tell us 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 neck up
Ink into my cup, I sip epiphany

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

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

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

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