Luyện nghe bài hát "Mermaids Are Sea Sluts" (spoken word piece performed on 90.3 WRIU)

I am nothing but a of the man i once was
so you could put me to ear
and actually yester-year's ocean

I was in shape
A much better body
Of with infinite waves
and fathomless
where you could have deep-sea fishing for compliments
and caught plentiful schools of comments

Now all you get is the

You fell for the bait and got on what you thought i was
Now we're both to win this tug of war of the worlds
Where we breath the same air it's just differently.
And I'm trying to figure out ways to have comfortably survive your element
Compromising
I dabbled in watered-down thoughts
in from main-stream.

I'm mind-altering ideas that make the most quiet nature brain
Scream from to the types of things that won't
make you happier

They'll give you a greater range of emotions

And I can feel myself getting lured into deeper of
Fantasy
Where people think they're as safe as
Simply they speak in bubbles.

A safe-haven
you could face Satan and
Have his straightened.
His new goal would be to Poseidon and
Have Neptunes taken.
They'd with their pitchforks
While shit talks and rips
Thoughts of coral
For relief he'd be "bitch, walk"
From this oversize aquarium that daddy cleanly
To degrees
Writing suicide notes with ink
On
And them to the glass boundaries that
Surround the of change.

Strangely enough, while bringing the reel (!!!!!!!!)
I could intense resistence
So I had no choice
but to cut the line. I'm not
saying you're overly
I just you should get into the habit of checking to see when strings are attached.

Fortunate for you I'm compassionate
To throw back I catch
If its
And time to grow; though
I'm remorseful of the pain I've you.

And I want to kiss your better.

I sympathise with the by
Stroking the of my own traumatic experience with
My tongue.

See I know exactly what you mean you say
It hurts to to talk.
I've there.
I don't plan on 'cause
No matter how much of a I kept
Or how long I for my wounds to heal
They'd re-open with the slightest

So I time for mal-practice
bastard's a hack with a
Rusty and
stitched thread.
Instead of seeing clearly
They're pitch red and there's this in my head
got me thinking contradictions
It

"There are fish in the sea!
you hear me not,
Or you to me.
you listen to me or
me not!"

There are micro-organisms in my teardrop.
But not
I'd sink as low as to
my ears pop.

And I imagine now you only want to with members of your own league
And need me

Sending sonar
notes or symbols.
My voice is thrown far but ripples are only when you cast stones

But you throw rocks
If you in fragile fairytales.

This really means to me...
Ill always it..as a token.

No you won't...
This is for the girl who loves me, the who cares about me for who i am, not what I look like!
I just wanted you to know what be missing.
You think I don't appreciate art, you think I don't understand fashion, you think I'm not hip, you think im pathetic, a nerd... a ass, a fatso.
You think I'm shit, but you're wrong, im champagne, and your shit!
the day you die, you, not me, will always be shit!

See when you put a shell to ear
It is not the sound of crashing waves you're
It's the current of your bloodstream

It was your self pulse that created
False illusion of me.
Your tireless heart
Out
An of lies
And I foolishly
Filling impossible
Resulting in my
As I fell into the trap of making a women my

Now I just can't get being out of you.