Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not Hell

If this is hell, well fine with me
All of the wonder presumably
Eager to the fool that's got into the head
Of me

We don't any doubt, we're out there making friends
Unconsciously rolling through, meanings pollings
The are meaner sometimes
the means to our ends

So this is hell, what else it be?
in the glories of glorified stories
Of a basket case who has
Broken himself from the

We are not sense
Who really cares how we feel
Infantile ramblings of gamblings
A fist full of hands swinging clubs, at our new baby zeal, yeah

You think is hell, would you care to bet?
Capture the of domestic duty
The are full and our
perpetually wet

Think traveling south
Find the right something you have left
the road, wish your past to explode
Actions base, but intentions in treble clef, yeah right

This is not hell, is purgatory
Caught in limbo, I.Q. of a dim bulb
How Gods does it take
To screw in the of me?

think one day that I might learn
Stare in the and you cannot see
I've my doors of perception
And can't get them shut, now I feel for free
Everyday, yeah I feel for free, everyday, yeah we're all fucked

I left my brain inside of my head, you don't impress me
Don't depress me, don't suppress me, just get
I my brain inside of my other head, the teachers test me
My father blessed me, the arrest me, I get upset

I left my inside of my other head, you don't impress me
Don't depress me, suppress me, just undress me
The teachers test me, my blessed me
The pigs me, I get upset