Luyện nghe bài hát Skin

Have no eyes, I must see, you out
A violent of some kind, kind, kind, kind
Mind state, a little drunk and cluttered
Shinning a problem of pictorial

Dump the trunk and the little freak out, out, out
An account of collapse
Appearing like liberation
Appearing like mutilation

Hold still now, turns
Said yeah, their on me
Silence is deafening desperate up
Motive my back aches
Termination detestation,

Now this room don't so small
here in a cage of some kind, kind, kind, kind
Miracle and some

excitement from my last words
Shut the and turn the TV on, on
Now that I've done all I can