Luyện nghe bài hát Ouroboros

It's harder to breathe,
to feel free.
It's getting to write,
to feel things.
It's harder to live,
to pay bills,
Hard to alive.

It's harder to breathe,
Harder to free.
getting tougher to write,
Tougher to things,
I help.
I feel sick of these pills.
Life must be sweet we're fucking dead..
Yeah, once dead.

Sometimes I drown in the sound trying to find the silence.
Lost in the of this world,
me the way through the darkness.
I pay.. pay for a daydream.
at my soul,
Trapped the bailiffs.
I die, starving to death,
Biting my own tail and again.
I hear myself think,
This fucking room must be 'cause I can hear it.
I see me kissing death these walls.
must be sweet on the other side.

I don't wanna pay for a fucking life that I want,
the rats get fat while the brave men die.
That a lie.
It's sad to say but that's how the world runs.
No, is not for the money,
Put doubts aside.
Music is not about filling a fucking account.
That's what want,
Not what we wanted.
It me sick,
Sick of seeing motherfuckers the world whereas it burns.
Sick of living in a world I don't understand.
the wolves,
Sometimes I drown in the like trying to find the silence.
Lost in the noise of world,
Show me the way the darkness.

If I'm a case,
This casket welcome me with open arms like an old friend of mine.
like an old friend of mine.

Oh, I need a to breathe.
No, I can't go on this.

It's harder to breathe,
Harder to free.
It's tougher to write,
to feel things,
I help.
I sick of taking these pills.
This must be sweet once we're dead.
Fuck.

Hell is full, you see?
Hell is full and dragged into the depths.
Oh shit... doesn't exist.
We dance between the hands.