Luyện nghe bài hát Pious

A clustered is not a beneficial one
I am being chocked
Thought flow through my
Like a verbose river

four word phrases
Jumping from noun to
I yearn to live for a a
can make me feel like pious

But instead I am by irreverence
I want who allows themselves
To live margins to be bereaved
Nights turn into and I can only remember my dreams

They seem existent creating the of perfume
The fumes turn into a plague my senses
With some imaginary who fucks me from hello
When I open my I see a reflection of myself lost and motionless