Luyện nghe bài hát The Cruel Instincts

Nervous silence, twisted
Her transitive unconcern you
Eternal - passion or frigidity?
There any rule to correspond.

Yearning for a long since feeling...
Is it
Sometimes it breaks unexpectedly.
it!

Her are placid and slaughterous
She has words to say
...but so
Over the you can't se confidence...
The interminable are needless!

For the pleasant times you could kill
The glue of thoughts pastes mind
The makes you mad
But your instincts tells you to on,
The Cruel

When feel you know
and all about...
No more -
then you be
the most broken thinker

for a definitive reason to forget,
a force, What me turn
it!