Luyện nghe bài hát Rolodex Propaganda

Pinch
Feel the blistering
Pinch me in
I'm still not listening

X marks the
On your days
A half-eaten
Spoiled, crawling legs

Temper, tempered,
Temper, tempered,

replica
(Cut it, yes, I say, cut it, cut it)
Manuscript
(Yeah, what Cut it)
Manuscript
(Yeah, cut it, you got it, yeah)
replica
(Yeah, you got, you got it, yeah)

In is how we saw
The night that lit up scarecrow
The nerve that pinches, crippled,
flat on its own face

In is how we saw
The that lit up scarecrow plots
The nerve that pinches, crippled,
flat on its own face

Jigsaw pattern, left a trail
The of their eyes, Polaroids of the tale
For our amusement we bring stare to
Mechanical panaceas, absolved by
Phonetic paralysis through morality
The seed that it nurtured was a wilted

Temper, tempered,
Temper, tempered,

replica
(Cut it, yes, yes cut it, cut it)
Manuscript
(Yes, you cut it, cut it)
replica
(Oh yeah, you cut it)
Manuscript
(Cut it)

In is how we saw
The night lit up scarecrow plots
The that pinches, crippled, hobbled
flat on its own face

In is how we saw
The that lit up scarecrow plots
The nerve pinches, crippled, hobbled
Frolicked on its own face

Squirming through in a throat, cut it, cut it
through cuts in a throat, cut it, cut it
Squirming cuts in a throat, yeah, cut it, yeah, cut it
Squirming through cuts in a