Luyện nghe bài hát Ouroboros

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

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

Sometimes I drown in the sound like to find the silence.
Lost in the noise of 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 between these walls.
Life must be on the other side.

I don't 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 world runs.
No, is not for the money,
Put your aside.
is not about filling a fucking bank account.
That's they want,
Not we fucking wanted.
It me sick,
Sick of seeing ruling the world whereas it burns.
Sick of living in a world that I understand.
the wolves,
Sometimes I drown in the sound like to find the silence.
Lost in the of this world,
me the way through the darkness.

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

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

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

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