Luyện nghe bài hát The Substance

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

(yeah, yo)
I'm frost bitten, slippin' away burden nurses
Where the anti-hero clergy purge their value service
And warped was I huddled the influenza fresh
Meshed with impressions that to shrink before my very breath
These of woe and malice and mirth initiate a wave crash
my offspring graves prior to birth it's looking bleak
Malarky farce sergeant crooked and sleek emerald glow
I'm shook in a side show
OK I strobe effects projective I blink
So I resign this chorus
When linked we let our eyelids fall and stall
With what I sing I'll open lash and dark clash to dim the wattage
Then see the wide eyed dry grays and supplied fiery
Well I am a hostage yet pushed beneath the crazes climate
Hiding behind the while the stubborn rivers rise and feel this
I wish heavenly brevity centered pedigrees instead of dead serenity
God damn must remembered me
It clinched me, it me, tempted me to employ it
me and rendered me suspended in its voyage
How tables have turned
to the bottle with the skull and cross bones scribbled off the label
Sip the ladle drank the burn for dead
Concerns off with a zephyr and leg in a web
Caught triple-six beckon they fled
OK OK I get it
Let 'em a little then release 'em
Like as if ghostly would leash on banded completion
Odium, patience ran his anti-death
Just a litigant stretchin' to touch tranquil but couldn't quite catch the
I'm trained as corner famine troopers
So my tray within a of hearts still belly up and parched, come on

(yeah, yeah, it)

I'm a sideline observer alerted not yet
(close to insanity)
The climate hovered slightly above freezing
(close to insanity)
Now everybody in the populis awaited my
(close to insanity)
I a billion tiny brilliant white lights 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 into the fully dug
I don't wanna pull the
Hug on my canteen like in a
Centipede leader speedin' through a meaty league
I can by the way the needs bleed from a seed
If the breed should have ever been bread 'nuff

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 from a number to grave runner
Hunter, cleric, swordsman,
More like I'm with a broken mood ring
Mood from the mezzanine level
to bevel the edge
My team's on the ledge to pledge
It's that.

In the summer it rains of hunger pains
In the winter it's the same with an added climate
The remaining two quadrants balance the polar values equally for
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 your
I never lend span of lest my brethren signal fresh
So do your miracle worker I'll remain unimpressed
For the flux, the fix, the
For the fact that Billy up the block obtained a lovely hand cannon
I'd auto pilot (right) when filibuster won (yeah)
Concluded the few we're tuned with were now of his movement (oh shit)
intriguing, yet I guess I knew somewhere something was leaking
Now I honor delinquent
Bring settler frayed boogie bastard clicks
To bypass glass stature walking graph
Militant dance split the sun and sip the
Tracer, is to lab rat primes
They try to grace these lips with his maze or a dirty wine
He knew, he the substance just to mock the lesser budgets
Then off all trickery bought off the public and screamed victory
Tunnel through the mite infested and the rig
As fast a Aesop and his ten little fatigued could dig trigger revenge
Tip the goblet in the dirt review my words in the puddle
Peace to faint the fuck out and duck out

(yeah, check, huh, uh)

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

(It's that)