Luyện nghe bài hát The Teeth Collector

I'm little scraps of paper
I'm 'I's' and crossing 'T's'
Like a ghost, you the gardener
snuck in and planted seed

Decay, words acidic taste
I'm unfolding little of paper
But I'll pluck you like a dead bug from my

No more on the radio
No more by the telephone

Arrows aim to rib cages
But your venom's in my blood
poison scabs, coagulated
Your hardest try is enough

Decay, words acidic taste
I'm unfolding scraps of paper
But pluck you like a dead bug from my feet

The tooth is rotten, it out
Your are cancer in my mouth
This ship is going down