Luyện nghe bài hát Revenge of the Dadaists

Sont-ils (French: Are they locked in?)
Devrais-je les (French: Should I release them?)

This frightens me

happened to youthful armies,
gardens,
Proud role

Now I sit
Dependent
for the physical

One can't destroy
One can only it
What if I never reality
Could I it?

Broken tree curling up as if to grow towards the sky
Inverting gravity and plummeting to hell

Grabbing air pockets to yourself
You trip on extra
And in

The dirt feels and soft
so foreign yet so welcoming
You hear the Earth breathe and for a moment, there
Get an internal
Molecule mix and confuses with elements

You aren't sure about up
Perhaps the trees were right and merging with the is
The way to live for
Coffins float upside like cumulus

and see who's inside!
You wonder how the doors don't swing
Are locked in?
Should i them?

You leave footsteps of
So no one can your tracks
I should be trudging ahead but I keep looking back

You never told me I would get so badly burnt
I always freeze upon now
So the flames hurt

Does controlling pain it void
If is transferred, not destroyed?

I them to all join
Forcing confusion ballpoint

Did you forget the dreaming and patriotic cut-outs?
I feel the strangulation throttling me out

is still not the way you want to end
The swing down to tuck you in
This is where you wake up again
I hope you will - I'm not convinced

You feel the mantle

The throb
The bellows
You see around you
Who felt it all

Black eyes and senses
noses seem
They seem

Should really care?
know they knew what we refuse to understand
Prevention goes so far
way for the newborn

There's only so much in the work
a number

You've had time
Get in
You must be this to ride

You footsteps of fire
So no one can follow your
I should be trudging ahead but I just keep looking

You never warned me that I would get so burnt
I always freeze upon now
So the don't hurt