Luyện nghe bài hát Not A Good Sign

I feel cursed, who cast this
I feel trapped, me of mortality.
I feel the melting, can't be real.
I I'm melting and I'm almost gone.

I my excistance, becoming smaller.
I the creation of me...

I'm like water in the sand.
I feel infected, my heart pounds.
I quench this thirst of mine.
I still bleed, it's not a sign.

I my excistance, growing shorter.
I the creation of me, becoming smaller.
in reverse...

My world needs me no longer, a excistance.
No of survival, no escape from extinction.

I feel chosen to the beating.
I'm uncapable to an inch.
A coincidence, by a cloven hoof.
I can't clutch this I'm in.

I sense...

My world...

...Becoming...

My world...