Luyện nghe bài hát Still It Sells

Nothing ever came so
As the of her word
Cold and
I to portray this mess

I should it, I should give it all
To them and be done it
I he maybe found a use
A or comprehension

sort of new birth or late coming death
Whos eyes will govern this
Its just not my to judge
Who tried or to condemn who

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

The fake holding on to dreams
I want all the
I wont wince at each necks
Nor help at the hint of

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

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

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