Luyện nghe bài hát The Substance

Four rooms, a ceiling and a floor but there's
(close to insanity)
A desk with a light, a window and a door
(close to insanity)
One bottle of the bluest your iris ever saw
(close to insanity)
One child prodigy a vision in his core
(close to insanity)

(yeah, yo)
I'm frost bitten, away titanic burden nurses
Where the anti-hero clergy purge their value burning
And warped was I huddled the influenza fresh
Meshed with impressions appear to shrink before my very breath
These of woe and malice and mirth initiate a wave crash
Splashing my offspring graves prior to it's looking bleak
Malarky farce crooked and sleek emerald eyes glow
I'm in a freak side show
OK I strobe effects when I blink
So I resign this line
When linked we let our fall and pilots stall
With what I sing open lash light and dark clash to dim the wattage
Then see the eyed dry grays and supplied fiery colossus
Well I am a guiding yet pushed beneath the crazes climate
behind the levy while the stubborn rivers rise and feel this
I wish heavenly brevity centered hate pedigrees of dead serenity
God damn have remembered me
It clinched me, it wrenched me, me to employ it
Apprehended me and me suspended in its voyage
How these tables have
Hand to the bottle with the skull and cross bones off the label
Sip the ladle drank the begging for dead
Concerns off with a tread and leg in a web
triple-six couriers beckon they fled
OK OK I get it
Let 'em shake a little release 'em
Like as if hysterics would leash on banded completion
Odium, patience ran his commando
Just a stretchin' to touch tranquil but couldn't quite catch the angle
I'm trained as corner stone troopers
So my tray within a heart of hearts still up and parched, come on

(yeah, yeah, it)

I'm a observer alerted not yet retreating
(close to insanity)
The climate stubbornly slightly above freezing
(close to insanity)
Now everybody in the populis awaited my
(close to insanity)
I spit a billion tiny brilliant white into the sky
(close to insanity)

amused by the way the fuse burn
By the way the clues churn in front of my
To fertilize of concern for me for we
For he who's sucked the trench fully dug
I don't pull the plug
Hug on my canteen like in a
Centipede leader speedin' through a greed league
I can by the way the needs bleed from a seed
If the breed should have ever been bread said

Whether compared to caterpillar and
To or a spark's soon a bloom to a surge
All I need is the nourishment, the and the burn
To ascend a number to grave blade runner
Hunter, cleric, swordsman,
like I'm walking with a broken mood ring
Mood swingin' from the mezzanine
to bevel the edge
My team's settled on the to pledge
like that.

In the it rains buckets of hunger pains
In the it's the same with an added climate change
The remaining two quadrants balance the values equally for midrange
Yet the songs of thirst remain the
You could turn the whole cold to liquor
Hell, split the ocean on its seams if it boosts esteem
I never lend of attention lest my brethren signal fresh
So do magic miracle worker I'll remain unimpressed
For the flux, the fix, the
For the fact little Billy up the block obtained a lovely hand cannon
I'd examined auto pilot (right) when won (yeah)
Concluded the few tuned with were now targets of his movement (oh shit)
It's intriguing, yet I guess I somewhere something was leaking
Now I honor delinquent
Bring runaways frayed boogie bastard clicks
To glass stature walking graph characters
Militant dance the sun and sip the filament
Tracer, is to lab rat primes
try to grace these sacred lips with his maze or a dirty wine
He knew, he the substance just to mock the lesser budgets
Then sought off all trickery bought off the and screamed victory
Tunnel through the infested grillage and the rig
As fast a Aesop and his ten little fatigued could dig trigger revenge
Tip the goblet in the dirt my words spit in the puddle
Peace to faint struggle the out and duck out

(yeah, check, huh, uh)

Now, all hail defenders of the trash
(close to insanity)
I was hidden, yet I in just to rip the mask off
(close to insanity)
I'm seventy-six inches of all the sounds
(close to insanity)
So y'all could dig me six feet my eyes would still be over ground
(close to insanity)

(It's that)