Luyện nghe bài hát Still It Sells

Nothing ever so easy
As the of her word
Cold and
I tried to this mess

I should fear it, I give it all
To them and be with it
I fear he maybe a use
A meaning or

Some sort of new birth or late coming
Whos eyes will govern judgment?
Its just not my to judge
Who tried or to who cried

I want to be her, I want all of the
A crusty and scratchy mess only by burlap
And the satisfaction of
But I nothing, I am the impostor

The fake holding on to dreams
I all the answers
I wince at each necks snap
Nor help at the of hope

Ill just lie here wet and to provoke you
Still no
is so damn trite and evil was never glamorous
Still it sells so fucking buy it as mean nothing now

As its in their heads
In their hands it a mark
So I leave mine as well to finally be apart
and forgotten

Ignored at but its still a mark
She gave me rope and I