Luyện nghe bài hát The Dissentience

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

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

So cry ghost

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

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

Down the street half a block
In a familiar place people
with each other in smoke signals
Brought to burn, brought together to burn

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

Somebody's little
Dreams of the she's read

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

Somebody's little
of the things she read
Of the in her bed
Who her to blood-meat