Luyện nghe bài hát The Accident

this world is a and hollow as a heart,
trying to the broken parts to ease our hopeless art
you wore me hard and burnt me out but me spinning,
this world I lived in was yours and I make and pretended,
acted so passive in it like i loved you but actually didn't,
the past gets different when your liven it and indifferent,
and when you missing i give a shit instead of counting away
pinning stories on the different and killing it before it ended,
ain't that tragic when a doesn't recognize that magic,
a trapeze act of sadness trying to old habits,
the has beens tend to what happened
so you put on that old again and become the accident

you hate to be in love but the way it feels,
the memories like poison as your body starts to wilt,
melt the wax on our wings in the our ghost built,
while i hold you still and read your by the window seal,
like closed those old looks that fold me onto meat hooks,
where the took pause and it dropped my jaw,
while I held your palm dawn,
i felt so fucking gone and I fell apart a times,
like flies and I'm out my goddamn mind,
funny memories of symmetry that didn't exist before they 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 patiently spiteful but incredibly absent,
make up on the napkin took away the and smeared the passion,
so you put on the old again and become the accident.