Luyện nghe bài hát This Disease

Now I'm lost on a road has no ending
Like a puppet on a
These voices in my head,
But is it possible to
Surpass this
Trapped inside my not meant for me
Coursing way through my veins.

Now it's
It's taking me
But it meant to be

I want to hold regret
And let it go
How could I forget?
Or let me show
The closer it
The more this disease is slowly apart of me.

Cross, an infection the start
From the synapse to the
Between heaven and hell,
A nervous of my nervous system
A feeling I barely recognize
How you tell me you can see it in my eyes?

not this time...
Well not time.

I want to hold onto
And let it go
How could I possibly
Or let me feelings
The closer it
The more this disease is slowly becoming of me.