Luyện nghe bài hát The Contortionist

In a chalk line
a kid, left behind
Severed limbs in
Strumming a few good deeds

Carry it to
To a bed half
Held a dozen times
Deep a funeral for a friend

Runs in portions like clips
Run, run
Rundown the
The
kindling
Burn, burn, burn, down

I stay inside
The
a good mourning
They will you
The
I write for you

Of a boy, damaged
Of a bench,
For a spell, the resides
In a yellow chalk

Carry on the back
another heart attack
To the cure I drive
Played that scene a hundred to date

Today's ambition, to
In a sustaining saccharine
the burden and get well
It's everyone's trying to sell

Anything you to be
the screenplay and revise
Warp, warp, with the contortionist
So hopelessly ill-fated

He stay inside
The
It's a good to loom
They will him
The saved Innocently graves