Luyện nghe bài hát The Accident

this world is a monster and as a heart,
trying to piece the broken parts to our hopeless art
you wore me and burnt me out but kept me spinning,
this world I lived in was and I make believed and pretended,
acted so passive in it like i loved you but actually didn't,
the past gets different when your it and actin indifferent,
and you missing i give a shit instead of counting away minutes
pinning on the different women and killing it before it ended,
ain't tragic when a person doesn't recognize that magic,
a trapeze act of trying to re-spark old habits,
the has beens to amplify what 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 your starts to wilt,
melt the wax on our wings in the house our built,
while i hold you still and your skin by the window seal,
like closed books those old looks fold me onto meat hooks,
where the scene took pause and it my jaw,
while I held your till dawn,
i felt so fucking gone and I apart a thousand times,
like time and I'm out my goddamn mind,
memories of symmetry that didn't exist before they were gone,
tricks our head in the midst of medleys of boredom and alone,
the feeling of someone else at home but not the ghost,
and we're crazy but prideful patiently but incredibly absent,
make up on the napkin away the clown and smeared the passion,
so you put on the old mask again and the accident.