Luyện nghe bài hát The Raw And Searing Flesh

i never to see you
in the raw and searing
i ever want to hear you
softly to the dead
i never want to feel skin
running along my side
i don't ever want to that way again
it be easier to die
to die

i'm tending the parts of my
burning leaves on dreams
in to rake the ashes
i'm in the rain, it's out
my are free,
my are proud
forgivness is a failing fiction
your forgivness is a fiction
flames have never burned so high
i won't be in your eyes

i'm hard to remember
the way the smoke drifts the air
we'll all be come november
four out of every year
every
(every year)

i won't be staring in your
year