Luyện nghe bài hát The Dissentience

Down the half a block away
In a familiar regular people
with each other in smoke signals
Down the street half a and
In a place regular people
with each other

Interprets the law as aging with its eyesight
The law is
(Oh, yes it is)
Oh, sitting across, stories
Eyes like books we've read twice
(So sit the table, feed me some lies)

So cry ghost

So on the lined with spines
The dust as scattered ash from an urn unturned
Spilling over someone regular and other such

Cry and boast of the friend of a friend
Who saw a strange sight or heard a sound
Now whisper tall of murder

Down the street half a away
In a familiar place regular
Agree with each other in signals
Brought together to burn, brought together to

Interprets the law as aging with its failing
Interprets the law as aging with its eyesight

Somebody's little
Dreams of the she's read

Somebody's, somebody's girl
Dreams of the she read
Of the in her bed
Who her to blood-meat

Somebody's little
of the things she read
Of the in her bed
Who hacked her to