Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Worm

There's a worm in head,
Squirming on me.
a paper thin scab
And laughing.

It's too
the skull cap on. (? )
When amplified.

And tired of the noise that you make,
And everybody's tired of the you're faking.
Nobody's counting, everybody's fine.
And whistling because everybody's blind.

There's a page of face from the xerox machine.
matter, bending, blending.
Makes me sleepy you can't define
How far trailing behind.

always sedated.
simplified.
Picking off the
the skin of your lies.

And counting, cause everybody's fine.
And everybody's buying it everybody'd blind.