Luyện nghe bài hát Spare a Match

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

My every little set in a star,
Retina tread in a sled of bedbugs got my dead head in a jar
Crazer camp stamp blank on the mug of settlers registered not nor approval regarding every morn futile.
My experience with spirit alignment assigns division from clearance to ample scrambling.
Let's note the in the difference.
OK see two canaries on the wire aspire to separate both of which had me drifting.
Every clan ghostly orphan scared stiff in the and list picking from the arrangment under burden. Bust.
Wallow in will to split the privelage cluster; Lackluster as if a journey choice grew on the 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 to catch those subtle signs cause, well, this here alley cat's been around the block a couple of times.
every tin can, sifting every mess; one man's trash, you know the rest, live it.
Pitching a battered platform out of mass 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 iron-clad oracle in a of tin.

I was born where crooked demeanor 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 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?)

a match for the most distorted orchid in the path.
Assorted orphans coursed in a morbid orbit the traps.
I make a tentative promise to flash frequent the sacred abrasive based in allegiance to the makeshift mason's secrets.
Water basin leaking, it up.
The simple ring performance shoveled subtle imperfection.
I rung a life's worth of saturated costume gear over hell's balcony to nullify the drought and the martyr farmers shout at me.
And so the went.
And cirrus hung.
The bow breakers a cradle fatal, every spirit clung.
Croon for the slick Icarus children busy splitting the givingtree building fresh canoes for freaks to cross the spill in. i'm frantic.
My plan is dwindling with pulse bump. Gods and monsters yield the lump sum of the dolt clump.
Be wary when the tints.
I Scout like Atticus Finch, inching up in the games of reconnaissance.
Now cause to amend the Zen memorandum has surfaced in every 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 labor to hold candles to the solar panels stitched 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 from where the ?fat stretch for mad blocks?)

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