Luyện nghe bài hát Past Is A Grotesque Animal, The

The past is a grotesque
And in its you see
How completely you can be
How wrong you can be

The sun is out, it melts the snow fell yesterday
Makes you wonder why it

I fell in love the first cute girl that I met
Who appreciate George Bataille
Standing at a festival
'Story of the Eye'
Discussing 'Story of the

so embarrassing to need someone like I do you
How can I explain I need you and not here too
How can I I need you here and not here too

I'm out, I'm flunking out
I'm gone, I'm gone
But at I author my own disaster
At least I my own disaster

breakdown and I don't want to hear it
I'm not available
Things be different but they're not
Things could be different but not

The mousy girl screams, 'Violence,
The mousy girl screams, 'Violence,
She hysterical 'cause they're both so mean
And it's my scene

But the cruelty's so
Makes you sad on the
Though our love project has so much
But it's like we made for this world
Though I wouldn't really want to someone who was

Do I have to in your face?
I've been lamps and vegetables
it all in my face, I don't care

Let's just some fun, let's tear this shit apart
Let's tear the house apart
Let's our fucking bodies apart
Let's just have fun

Somehow red-rovered the gestapo circling my heart
And nothing can defeat you, no death, no ugly
lived so brightly, you've altered everything
I myself searching for old selves
While speeding forward through the plate of maturing cells

I've the unraveler, the parhelion
But even Apocalypse is fleeting, no death, no ugly world
Sometimes I wonder if you're mythologizing me I do you
Mythologizing me I do you

We want our to be beautiful, not realistic
me in the radiance of terror dreams
You can me, you can
You can me

Teach me wonderful
Crown my head, crowd my head your lilting effects
Project your on to me, I need to view them
See nothing to them
I promise you there's nothing to

I'm so touched by your
You make me so criminal
How do you keep it
I'm all, all

But you know, no where we are
We're always touching by wires

explored you with the detachment of an analyst
But most nights we've raided the kingdoms
And of our secrets are physical
None of our secrets are
None of our secrets are now