Luyện nghe bài hát Tenderness

We've to replace your clock's old stubborn hands
We are the to why
They never had a
It was not so ago
That the was mostly slow
The age of iron, and speed
a stroll to a stampede
But come to increase time in between ticks
And there is in the slow dances
Because they're fertile in
in haste
These are nerves
This is how taste

Well I can't count how many times I've outdone by nihilism
Joined the march that splits an open into a schism
I cower at the thought of other expectations and yet still
Hand over mine to

where you are
Tourism is sin, these are the ruins we left
You can't take pictures of
If what say is true,
Then you what you chew, iIf it decays spit it out
is a drought
That you wait through when you hate that you do
You live outside the groove,
fine, but it's there like a flower
Blooming in ear
up your mouths
Pollinate your

reminds the mind of power
Like the odor of plastic leaking fumes
We crave, consume, the rush it feels
But like turns to mold
Like a junkie cold, I need the fix
Of a little