Luyện nghe bài hát Sticks & Stones, Girl

Here I am, breathing in at all
I cough when I can and about all
I am this man and though I the tape to a happier song
My face can't find a smile because it's looking too long

You like a locust swarm
You me and now when you leave the room
My heart, head, hands and all
Go from blood to bone dry and lukewarm

You're the and stones, girl
You're the and flames
I might be and half-born, girl
But whales start singing when I your name

I'm heaped with like acid rain
can restrain the loathing and disgust I have
And there is no one I
More than the happy whores who buy and
Crawling on all fours, backwards holes and fires
That wealth and self-congratulations

You're the and stones, girl
You're the and flames
the punishment, the pleasure, the employment and the leisure
You're the sweet conversation and the cutting

Heart, head, hands and all
Went from red-hot blood to bone dry and
Whales stopped singing and the were bringing in toadstools
And moss instead of beet and corn
And all the in the world were distorted and deformed
When the first was let loose and my jealousy was born

the sticks and stones, girl
You're the and flames