Luyện nghe bài hát Railings

I'll press my face up to your
I'll listen, you've still got a little pain
A hurt
A little

Don't burn your on the window
If you just want to in the view
you bend my wicked mind
With your torture
If all the same to you
all the same...

Here we are, we're here
We're gone tomorrow, why I might not bother
But you're and dark
getting darker now

You press your face to my
I've still got a unused pain
I'll you down
With my paradox
With my teeth and my
With my and my brain

My death, it's holy and
It's as common as muck on a
I'm not now
I'm not now