Luyện nghe bài hát Past Is A Grotesque Animal, The

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

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

I fell in love with the cute girl that I met
Who could George Bataille
Standing at a Swedish
'Story of the Eye'
Discussing of the Eye'

It's so embarrassing to need like I do you
How can I I need you here and not here too
How can I explain I need you here and not too

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

Performance breakdown and I don't want to it
I'm just not
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 they're both so mean
And it's my scene

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm so by your goodness
You make me feel so
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 we've raided the same kingdoms
And none of our secrets are
None of our are physical
None of our are physical now