Luyện nghe bài hát Sinking Ship

I can feel it up and spreading inside of me
It warms the blood and it eats away the
From my pen, you expected the sweet honey to
But the words come out rats leaving a sinking ship
Yeah, at them run

Your discretion, how you so proudly call it
Well, I'm afraid, honey, that it crumbled down to the powder in your
And all the shapes and forms which you control
From the whitest and purest to the whore of
Ah, at her run

We'll get to your sad side again (x4)