Luyện nghe bài hát Past Is A Grotesque Animal, The

The is a grotesque 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
you wonder why it bothered

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

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

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

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

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

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

Do I have to scream in face?
I've been dodging and vegetables
Throw it all in my face, I don't

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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