Luyện nghe bài hát Slowly Growing Deaf

As the congregation
To my the greatest sin
The of solitude deflates
a bit like Beethoven

Exiled to the voice, difference is...
Simultaneous they unbeknownst
He had no

We can't to find the air
To get our message through heads
Poor respiration is
To clear communication obscure
As if I should

As if you are listening out

The you speak the more I can hear
The less I can
Pound on it, it in
To my the greatest sin
Feel a bit Beethoven
my lungs so silently

The darkest of your noise
A crowd contradict its own audibility
hear the diaglogue for the voice

No one is
are ringing
Yet are ringing

In the I will see
What you were to say to me
As I respond the sink
Need not again myself think
Ears are

Wax within my has grown
Just like the snot my nose
My interpretation of distorted

I kill for isolation
To enjoy the breath of
the blood comes naturally
Sacrifice the

Before the threshold of pain has
I have chosen to plug my
Mole out from
Survive off my

from nose, throat & earsRemoved I can speak as he has