Luyện nghe bài hát Little Bitter

How the mind does for rest
When the shaken, yeah
Oh, the tightness in my
your leaves I'm raking

Lord, is a test
Was it fun creating,
My a little sick
And he me crazy

Who are you, who can say
okay to live through me?
Live to be of me
a wrinkled magazine, yeah

Was it something I said?
Was it how breakin', yeah
I'm so selfish, paying your
While your blood I'm

You me like a tree
dollar bills for leaves
Dark in a sea of my
And the tears on which you feed, you

The is a temple, a dormant alter
To where men lie around
Itching and nibbling for a piece of sanity
Of you can not give, shit

Buying pennies with my
And a little heaven
While the hell I'm

Thieves, parasites, from life
You they'll remember me
They are abhorred in
All that matters to me, yeah