Luyện nghe bài hát Ouroboros

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

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

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

I don't wanna pay for a life that I don't want,
the rats get fat while the brave men die.
That a lie.
It's sad to say but that's how the fucking runs.
No, is not for the money,
Put your aside.
Music is not about a fucking bank account.
what they want,
Not what we wanted.
It me sick,
Sick of seeing motherfuckers the world whereas it burns.
of living in a world that I don't understand.
the wolves,
Sometimes I in the sound 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.
Just an old friend of mine.

Oh, I a room to breathe.
No, I go on like this.

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

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