Luyện nghe bài hát Ouroboros

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

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

Sometimes I drown in the sound like 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 might die, to death,
Biting my own tail and again.
I can't hear think,
This fucking room must be talking 'cause I can it.
I see me kissing death these walls.
Life must be on the other side.

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

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

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

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

Hell is full, don't you
is full and we're dragged into the depths.
Oh shit... doesn't exist.
We dance the devil's hands.