Luyện nghe bài hát Ocean Life

The sky's full of dirty, aching air, that's burning a greasy yellow and
Slowly in on everyone, [untie] these fighting sunsets that not be fulfilled.
The noise on her eyes is still there, even when the yields in the strain of
The dull, commandment of an eye for an eye or a tooth for a truth.

the ocean is ghettoized now, another dirty alleyway that leads nobody home.
When you're so young and full of expectations, you're looking for that perfect
And when like to ride them all/on. so I ask you from the bottom of my heart,
Is that any way to treat your mother? red, red, red river, bloody of
Sorrowful memories carry me to the blue sea. I hear you. call me.

Is it true that fell by the wayside? not even a mark. and who will lift
The fog of bitterness, who [will sigh] the tide of regret? avoid the
Undertow of sentimental drift? who can live long on poetry and I don't have
The patience, but what does it on the open market? and who can afford that?

I wanna be buried in the bottom of the ocean, like winters in "the
Night of the hunter". my hair abillowing, being by the fishes, sushi
For shabu. if fishes were wishes I'd have you. I'd you. ahh, I've never
[felt one tremor] is greed, envy, lust, gluttony, anger, pride.