Luyện nghe bài hát The Bell Jar

To be place would be unique
But we're so obscure, we're
tongueless vigilantes choking just to make you choke
Rattling,
No nails to ideas in place, no expression on your face

Music and her patrons are and irrelevant, yeah
Like osteoporosis, brittle, she is broken
Brittle, broken,

Static comes synthesizers
Megaphones and machines
Beauty like smashed guitars
And several references to
Rattling, rattling, no surgery to your life
No promise, every alright

Music and her are dead and irrelevant
osteoporosis she's brittle, she is broken
Brittle, broken,

Languages be organic because like flies they fall and die
now sleeps
Languages must be organic because flies they fall and die
now sleeps with Latin and Aramaic

It's over, over
No more waiting for to live for
Now it's over, it's
Everything is and we want something more

Now, now, over, it's over
No waiting for something to live for
Nothing, it's over, it's
Everything is dying and we want more