Luyện nghe bài hát Tachycardia

It's a grave
A resting place
On the north
It's a rope gotta climb
I'm a stone's throw from everyone I and know
But I can't show up looking I do
In an old suit my hair is slicked back and smooth
In a court room, rolling down my back
It's a bad
I it seven times a week
No not me
But I'm the one who has to die

Needs a cold draw to slow his
In a dark bar the world just melts
And you fine
Your feet can just track of time
It's a good sign when he can stay
On a slow day the rain against the windowpane of the
She the coffee grounds
And the same thought hits her like a cinder
Life's an odd job that she don't got the nerve to

it's just there
At the of those spiral stairs
the world's fair
The future's on
In the still
They turned on the lights
And the crowd out
Everyone looks so