Luyện nghe bài hát Threewrite (Non-Prophets)

This is to the (uh-uh) souls
the hands I've trying to hold
is to the (uh-uh) love that I lost
and all the troubling thoughts of how I got
and this is to the (uh-uh) I was forced to settle with
and the remorse I fought off with metal
and this is to the (uh-uh) wet, watery kiss I left you
on your porch I watched your trembling lips

is to the... memory of our early years
the first girl I feelings with
and it's the realest thing I'd experienced in my existence
I ain't to admit
cause love is one of the things doesnt come with an age limit
now does it? In fact have to say I'm more keen to feel such things
hopeful dreams I'd lost in a smokescreen of fucking
Touching without touching, candles in the
casting shadows on our parents battles, this is for the romantics at
It too long before I held you more then my pen
I wasn't writing songs, it was something like
"Forever and always, whenever those play..."
I remember hallways
or image that descended from the top floor became an echo
I paid the price for those things, and couldn't afford to let go
From a debt, I'm past regret
Did you I dreamt about you before we met?
Remembering our first kiss, it hadn't even yet
your set, and I wasn't ever given the chance to forget
I guess the magic of it
Now every subject's displaying what I wrote
on cafe to the public
to get it over and done with, closure hath
My shoulders plummeted from holding these buckets
Hold laughs till I go back to the tunnels of Paris
I wrote half of these paragraphs... but fuck it

This is to my ten story, in another decade
you be better prepared for me
in the first four years, you all ears
then the next six, you me for the next EX
THEN WENT DEF TO MY
So that began my affair with the abroad
Behind the curtain the other hurtful girls I explored
Until I became the monster, turning to the words I record
Pardon me, if you heard it all
"I shake you to hurt you"
you landed on the floor
In a room of virtue
I my eyes to cancel what I saw
Your hand made the first to the handle of the drawer
where the frail girl couldn't to live
"I shake you to hurt you"
I planned it before
I shake off your perfume, can't wash my hands no more
and I'm breaking my curfew, but I can't
I'm standing at the door, I hear the of a little kid
...and the of innocence
His compromise eyeing the side of the kitchen
think, I just let you cut you, cut me-- cut the bullshit
Damn, I love the enough to tolerate
the way we made each other crazy, making it so tough to productively
my self esteem help when I felt ugly
and I figured the reason why you wouldn't touch me
My ego does bleed, I should've let you it
and let your arms free to follow through with domestic slip up
Love is a battlefield so your shots quick
I lick my wounds and then resume as an obvious target
Infatuations with the past protect my Purple with
a picture I had in my shirt pocket
I'm out with a bang..
in a blaze of holes, the anti-hero
I don't care how many the story's told
Be careful when these doolies play like
and what you foolishly say, because my uzi weighs a tongue..

is to the sleepless evenings that I spent next to grave stones
Hoping someone from beyond would grab my arm and take me
I half accepted I'd have to make it
after feeding I had into a payphone
and is to the rain..
It felt like it was made of
My parade was an unbreakable chain of Gabe's
Save the buckets even though weighed down my walking
You don't know the of the steak you place your fork in
You look old (that's you said)
I old (that's what I said)
I been through a lot since you been gone, dead, again
torn to shreads girls who were porcelain
the cry-baby dolls, when we allowed to talk again
I stopped accepting calls (that ring true)
I the way I fall for everything you do
Our fate is flawed, that's why I these break-up songs to sing to you
my only psychiatric drug
And you're a pill in human form I'd like to hide under my
Kiss the that couldn't fit into the slipper of my mouth
The denizen in your house begging for the benifit of doubts
I got kicked out, I played the faithful puppy dog
Loyal to the love alost, sitting by your fucking door in disbelief
I sucked all of the skin off of my
you pulled away, you let me choke on your invisible
You can find me hiding these behind my eyelids
She blinded me (she me) with silence..
So my lips blew her a fairwell kiss
Slinking over the sink, where all the hair gel
Stairwells dip deep into her where I found a cycle
and ever since then, I've on a downward spiral
this round is final, it's to recover
because a porch that some dogs choose to die under
the first song was a breakdown, I in round two
this im certain, this shit ain't even about you
the threewrite..