Luyện nghe bài hát Pomona For Empusa

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

I'm on the island you me on,
a sickening strip 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, blinking;
Christ, what was I thinking?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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