Luyện nghe bài hát Past Is A Grotesque Animal, The

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

The sun is out, it melts the that fell yesterday
Makes you why it bothered

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

It's so embarrassing to someone like I do you
How can I explain I need you here and not 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 least I my own disaster
At least I my own disaster

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

The mousy screams, 'Violence, violence'
The mousy girl screams, 'Violence,
She gets hysterical 'cause both so mean
And it's my favorite

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

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

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

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

I've played the unraveler, the
But even Apocalypse is fleeting, there's no death, no world
Sometimes I wonder if mythologizing me like I do you
Mythologizing me I do you

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

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

I'm so touched by goodness
You make me so criminal
How do you it together?
I'm all, all

But you know, no matter we are
always touching by underground wires

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