Luyện nghe bài hát The Jiggler

I'm sick of twisting the knobs, little baby's a slob
I love you but this house aint built for two
I think I panic a lot, not really sure what got
I wanna you but this house aint built for two
I'm sick of twisting the
So where's my love
I think I've hidden from myself, but there's too many
I turn my and cough
Like I'm calling the
Is something more to me than just bible study?

your camera on
You don't miss this
The way shifts
As it off the water
Below this sinking feel your fingertips
Slipping
Can't shake the now
How far we've fallen
Like our best days are us
the revisionistAnd I'm the narcissist
Drifting
To my sunstroke ghost gold corona
Did I crack that lens, put my upon ya
Does the manifest to love and honor
Can the creed uphold, can we repeat our

Trust my luck and show my feelings, cross my fingers, cards are dealing, busting out my skull shaped ceiling, hold my fuckin back
I'm still raging from the sanction you placed upon the nations
Delusions of grandeur, have some
Hold my fuckin body

I can't the future
And I can't the past
Can't focus any
Desperate to this last
us from going under
Won't waste all we have
You called it in
And it burned up in a flash Feel the in my mind
But this one's a different kind Losing touch of the concept of
My senses are Losing touch with my concept of time
My are frozen