Luyện nghe bài hát This Syrup to Exchange

It's a rise
His teeth are
And cleanse with hands to hunt and
The sun
Imagined
A shelter while I

are many years
To cloud my
But no
It's heavy a tipping load

day
On a bloodied
Only noise and surround
Tradition
In the here
As a is swallowed in the mud

The skin
Of my brittle
It the bleeding at bay

syrup sweet
And thick to me
My spirit has
Crippled, dampened,

As it
The syrup fills my
The faces fade to black
And I don't
And I fight
For my home

And I return to an open
Where blanket shielded me

This syrup sweet and to exchange me
My spirit has
Crippled, dampened,