Luyện nghe bài hát Pomona For Empusa

Are we still connected or was it a plot,
to get off, and hope that I'm not
when it happens.
(she said)
I can't begin to say how I am,
I never for this to happen.
the Sun goes down, the knives out..

I'm on the you left me on,
such a sickening strip of
no lifeboats, no off.

We give up, we give in, we take we can;
we're trapped deep a second chance.
we give up, we give in, blinking;
Christ, what was I thinking?

oh these desperatley filled by someone
and sad,
because you know lover,
be back.
all words , useless and absurd
Such a of this,
makes the harbor and the sick.

I stay rejected or end up drunk and soft
Like a bitter old man in his veins
not to get caught.
(he says)
I know you didn't miss the that I made;
it's simple,and sad, and to fake.
the down, the knives come out.

I'm on the island you me on,
such a sickening strip of
no lifeboats, no off.

We give up, we give in, we what we can;
we're trapped deep a second chance.
We give up, we give in, thinking;
I'll be the night you go down.

oh these lungs desperatley by someone
and sad,
because you know lover,
be back.
all these words , useless and
Such a of this,
makes the and the water sick.

I understand reasons,
for awkward dance.
I'd me, too,
if I I had the slightest chance.

I cry aloud to these they grip back tight.
i fall asleep to the of my own life.
If I drink this fast enough,
I might get lucky and won't wake up.