Luyện nghe bài hát Pincushion

Where the air hangs like the static of a end radio
I'm waiting with a frozen
Crawl into an empty womb, don't these dead
They've found their God in

Dry scab silhouette's tell the secrets of sewn
My heart is a but even charred faces crack smiles
Mismanufactured, screaming like some faulty
The overwhelming inefficiency of

Artificer me now, you've sewn a machine
You've birthed an abortion, the corpse of God is
I'm rotting and I'm not yet dead, I'm the king of worms and I'll have your
Resurrected roadkill, blueprinted skin, I swear, I've never been before

Everyone but me looks like seen a ghost
All eyes on collapsing statues, stop pointing, stop laughing
nothing to see here, everybody try to relax
Everybody please remain
(I'm not to be here anyway)

doesn't show what the stables hold
The scalpel proves my faith when he spits through his
We traitors share our strings, we're suffocating under skin
Pull out the thread, sew on a heart, make peace with