Luyện nghe bài hát Threewrite (Non-Prophets)

This is to the (uh-uh) intertwined
the hands been trying to hold
This is to the (uh-uh) that I lost
and all the thoughts of how I got double-crossed
and this is to the (uh-uh) I was forced to settle with
and the remorse I off with metal fists
and this is to the (uh-uh) wet, kiss I left you with
on your porch while I watched your trembling

This is to the... of our early years
the first girl I shared feelings
and it's the realest thing I'd experienced in my short
I ain't to admit
cause love is one of the things that doesnt come an age limit
now does it? In fact I'ma have to say I'm more keen to feel such
dreams I'd lost in a smokescreen of meaningless fucking
Touching touching, candles in the dark
casting shadows on our battles, this is for the romantics at heart
It wasn't too before I held you more then my pen
when I wasn't writing songs, it was like
"Forever and always, whenever those play..."
I empty hallways
or your image that descended the top floor became an echo
I paid the price for those hard things, and afford to let go
From a passive debt, I'm 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 that's the of it
Now every rehashed displaying what I wrote
on cafe to the public
to get it over and with, closure hath cometh
My shoulders have plummeted from holding buckets
Hold your till I go back to the tunnels of Paris
where I wrote half of paragraphs... but fuck it

is to my ten year story, in another decade
you be better prepared for me
in the first four years, you were all
then the next six, you me for the next EX
THEN DEF TO MY MESSAGE
So that began my affair with the world
Behind the curtain with the other hurtful I explored
I became the monster, turning to the words that I record
Pardon me, if you it all before
"I didn't you to hurt you"
when you landed on the
In a room of virtue
I closed my eyes to cancel I saw
Your hand the first move to the handle of the drawer
where the girl couldn't think to live
"I shake you to hurt you"
I planned it before
I can't shake off your perfume, can't wash my no more
and I'm breaking my curfew, but I can't
I'm at the door, I hear the wailing of a little kid
...and the failure of
His compromise eyeing the of the kitchen sink
think, I just let you cut you, cut me-- cut the bullshit
Damn, I the hugs enough to tolerate
the way we made each crazy, making it so tough to operate productively
my esteem didn't help when I felt ugly
and I figured that's the reason why you wouldn't me
My ego does bleed, I let you test it
and let your arms to follow through with your domestic slip up
Love is a battlefield so lick your shots
while I my wounds and then resume as an obvious target
Infatuations with the past protect my Purple Heart
a faded picture I had in my shirt
I'm going out a bang..
in a of glory holes, the anti-hero
I don't care how ways the story's told
Be careful these doolies play like drums
and watch what you say, because my uzi weighs a tongue..

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