Luyện nghe bài hát Pomona For Empusa

Are we connected or was it just 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 come out..

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

We give up, we give in, we what we can;
trapped deep without a second chance.
we give up, we give in, blinking;
Jesus Christ, was I thinking?

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

Shall I stay rejected or end up and soft
Like a old man sunk in his veins
not to get caught.
(he says)
I know you didn't miss the sound 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 strip of sand;
no lifeboats, no off.

We give up, we give in, we what we can;
we're trapped deep without a chance.
We give up, we in, withought thinking;
be there the night you go down.

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

I understand reasons,
for this dance.
I'd me, too,
if I thought I had the chance.

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