Luyện nghe bài hát Spare a Match

Electric comin' from the mainframe
I'm from where the phat beats stretch for mad

My every step set in a star,
Retina Scarred; tread in a sled of bedbugs got my dead in a jar
Crazer camp stamp blank on the mug of settlers registered not nor approval regarding every morn futile.
My with spirit alignment interference assigns division from clearance to ample scrambling.
Let's the magnificence in the difference.
OK see two canaries on the wire aspire to separate luulabies of which had me drifting.
Every clan ghostly orphan scared stiff in the bliss and list picking from the under burden. Bust.
Wallow in will to split the privelage cluster; as if a journey choice grew on the nearest chuckle path- dispatch trouble.
I've never seen the water so high in my poison life. Social conduct, 20 pace, about face, self destruct. I know the key locations, sharp enough to catch those subtle signs cause, well, this here cat's been around the block a couple of times.
Lifting every tin can, sifting every one man's trash, you know the rest, live it.
Pitching a battered out of mass hysterics perished in the blizzard. When it's finished I plan to sit and observe the twister pivot.
and sleep well; sleep with a sacred array of fevers, wake as a pertinent version of a pipe dreamer.
Y'all can find me if you lookin for a friend- I'll be the only oracle in a city of tin.

I was born where crooked seemed to spawn merit; I was born where all the king's men couldn't mend a broken spirit; I was born where it don't matter if you stand, sit, or fall, to live and die as a brick brick brick brick brick in the wall. And I'm a brick brick brick brick brick in the wall, and I'm a brick brick brick brick brick in the wall. And I'm a brick in the wall, drop in the bucket, yes y'all.

(Electrocharge from the mainframe)
(i'm from where the beats stretch for mad blocks?)

Spare a match for the most orchid in the path.
Assorted orphans coursed in a morbid orbit the traps.
I a tentative promise to flash frequent the most sacred abrasive based in allegiance to the makeshift mason's secrets.
Water basin leaking, it up.
The simple triple performance shoveled subtle imperfection.
I rung a life's worth of costume gear over hell's balcony to nullify the drought and still the martyr farmers shout at me.
And so the went.
And every hung.
The bow breakers turned a fatal, every spirit clung.
Croon for the slick Icarus brain busy splitting the givingtree building fresh canoes for freaks to cross the spill in. i'm frantic.
My plan is dwindling with every pulse bump. Gods and monsters the lump sum of the dolt clump.
Be when the stratosphere tints.
I Scout like Atticus Finch, inching up slow in the of reconnaissance.
Now to amend the Zen memorandum has surfaced in every holocaust citadel fix it plan.
12 easy to better picket line demeanor.
Gumshoe.
Stick conglomerate activate massive.
But the sky is falling. you.
I've hired sweatshop labor to hold candles to the solar panels in the back of my neck for nickels and sour milk by the week.
to the heartache.
At the center of my anthem lies a blend of temper substancial for me to lamp in.

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(Electrocharge from the mainframe)
(i'm where the ?fat beats stretch for mad blocks?)

(Electrocharge ?commute? the mainframe)
(i'm from where the beats stretch for mad blocks?)
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