Luyện nghe bài hát The Accident

this world is a and hollow as a heart,
to piece the broken parts to ease our hopeless art
you me hard and burnt me out but kept me spinning,
this world I lived in was yours and I believed and pretended,
acted so fucking passive in it like i you but actually didn't,
the past gets different when liven it and actin indifferent,
and when you i give a shit instead of counting away minutes
pinning stories on the different women and it before it ended,
that tragic when a person doesn't recognize that magic,
a act of sadness trying to re-spark old habits,
the has beens tend to amplify happened
so you put on old mask again and become the accident

you hate to be in but love the way it feels,
fill the memories like poison as body starts to wilt,
melt the wax on our wings in the our ghost built,
while i hold you still and read your skin by the seal,
like closed books those old looks fold me onto meat hooks,
where the scene pause and it dropped my jaw,
I held your palm till dawn,
i felt so fucking gone and I fell a thousand times,
time flies and I'm out my goddamn mind,
funny of symmetry that didn't exist before they were gone,
tricks our head play in the of medleys of boredom and alone,
the of someone else at home but not recognizing the ghost,
and crazy but prideful patiently spiteful but incredibly absent,
make up on the took away the clown and smeared the passion,
so you put on the old mask and become the accident.