Luyện nghe bài hát Pomona For Empusa

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

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

We give up, we in, we take what we can;
we're trapped without a second chance.
we up, we give in, withought blinking;
Jesus Christ, what was I

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

Shall I 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;
simple,and sad, and easy to fake.
the down, the knives come out.

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

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

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

I your reasons,
for awkward dance.
I'd me, too,
if I thought I had the chance.

I cry aloud to these sheets grip back tight.
i fall to the sound of my own life.
If I drink this bottle enough,
I might get and won't wake up. [x2]