Luyện nghe bài hát Ink

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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