Luyện nghe bài hát The Web

The auditions at my window
Its symphony in my womb
My scans the walls of this apartment
To rectify the confines of my

I'm the in the tents
I'm the soul without the
'midst my rubber plants
Ignoring doors
Clippings ancient newspapers
Lie across the floor
by the wine from a shattered glass
Meaningless
by time
Faded photos exposing the
Celluloid leeches my mind
Christ you've playing hangman
You've cast the dice
Advice, advice, advice me, shroud shall not suffice
And thus the web

Attempting to discard these memories
I only serve to wallow in our
I fabricate the weave my excuses
It's strands I hope and pray last
Oh please do
Oh do last

The fly trap needs the
Ivy the wall
make love to the junkies
The sirens seduce their call
Confidence has me, with you it has forsaken me
Confused and rejected, and alone,
I isolation on its fevered brow
Security me
threatening me
Christ, reasons were so obvious
As my friends have
I only laughed your tears, but even jesters cry
But even cry

I realize I the key to freedom
Ohh I let my life be ruled by threads
The time has to make decisions
The have to be made

I I hold the key to freedom
I cannot let my life be ruled by
The time has come to make
The changes have to be

Now I you
The past have its say
all but forgotten
A in my heart
have been made
They've made
They've made

Decisions have made
I've my fears, all my fears
The flaming shroud, the flaming
Thus the web, the web, the web, the web, the web