Luyện nghe bài hát The Young Arsonist

Ex girls floating in jars of
Their once magic eyes no longer seem
It's I set all my half-written songs on fire
and feed my dreadful poems to the
Why am I all these memories on ice?
Do I really believe their pulses return?
It's time to the piles of extinct fantasies
To detonate and and run while they burn

A to drive into the hearts of prior I's
It's for the
Bid so long
The they lived,
right or wrong, are forever
I'll be new without them

Staring sculptures of my former favorite
once laughing voices faint and distant now
I'm weary with the weight of my life
I want to push it from a plane and watch it down

out side by side those phases with their eyes closed
Laid out in a my dying boys all wave goodbye

be something new without them