Luyện nghe bài hát P.S. Love the Black

Make a upon your middle finger
wasting your affections on another dark haired
skin so pale
its pulls you in and chokes you up
I came by to kill you nobody was home.
From hips to lips and between "collide"
she cried and chalked one up to her myriad of Abscess.
I'm trusting you to stab me in the beloved betrayer.
It fell straight from
burning brighter than your hopes of being one of someday.
It bared its teeth and shook the ground
feet it held you close
tore you from limb and then it left you.
Distraught disguised our
I died from laughing
at your lust for sustenance
A word could break in comatose states
as passive thoughts strike at the only comfort I can't
I tried to please but only wound down on my
refusal to comply it ends in from the self
An anchor to hell the vessel light on the shell
your grade school blasphemy is making my crawl