Luyện nghe bài hát The Divine Suicide Of K.

Better of my answers now because I know the questions will be asked
Like if I brought the joy I found in the of a mask
The tip of my tongue's already the top of my mouth
It's meaning manifest in mercy down the house
It's true that tactless teem totem-poles tolerance to tired taboos
It's true that a bullet never knocks on the door, it's about to crashing through
Walking one last mile in big steps as alter-wine
Doing it in tattered shoes that even mine
Because my own are in a box up with possessions I can't have
Like the with his future and the prison priest's golden calf

aside I'd probably still close my eyes
And try to feel a trembling fetal life inside that shotgun barrel that's about to make me
Like an in the stomach of the beast
Like a little girl on a bed that was ago deceased
Resurrected last night with a she can't trace
to be killed and maybe born again
I'll always be Kezia so as any hope remains