Luyện nghe bài hát Ink

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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