Luyện nghe bài hát Sluttering (may 4th)

Flattered that you think I warrant ugliness.
drain west, mud made a mess of us. It's to leave
this place. I'd saw through wrist to find a
better trap that fits. I'd saw your traps to
a better you, a part of you that lasts. I saw
through trap and into my own wrists. Saw we were
through, red ribbons spill to blue: a to sore
your eyes. I got dress. I'm hiking it around
this of laughter. Slow dance alone with no one
to the of four hands clapping. Congratulations
to you both, I somewhere you're happy. If
there's a moral to this story then I wish you'd
me. in the blood, fly in the disappointment.
Rubber, I'm glue. I'll the book on you. It's
sticking to my face. You need a little less than
you take for granted. is the sip that's drinking
from you, blacking out your eyes. You need a
little more suppression of appetites. This is
your honeymoon, in separate rooms, it's neither
nor bright. I made a word to give state a name,
this game a guess. I it "sluttering". It means
as little as your little test. You are your
revenge. Your very means, have no ends. This is
a story you tell the kids we'll never have. If
you hear this song a hundred times it won't be
enough.