Luyện nghe bài hát P.S. Love the Black

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