Luyện nghe bài hát Tongue-Splitter

Psycho therapist claimed
I had acute
Well, I said a couple words
And he made his

He said I could say whatever I
Because I chose this
So I spat, grinned, I looked at him
And I him a glass cold kiss behind

Knows when I let a bottom be dead
Never too sure if the truth or a lie

I'm not for your pity
Oh woe, is me
I'm not sleep pathetically
While waxing so

But I'm waning, waning
As I keep bombs, dropping bombs
bombs apologetically

It was a whimpering
Winter night
When my grew wings
And to flight

The thought had never
My before that moment
Is the truth so bent, it can't be

Jealousy got the of me
And had a with the rest of me
And if this is all that's left for me
Then so little room for regret

Little voice, voice
voice inside my head
Said if you regret nothing
Then you might as well be
as well be dead
Might as be dead

So I apologize,
To the four of my
Who behind me
On the every night

As the mic to whisper
And the start to blister in my mouth
That I know right

I get back to who I was
Before my last ten on auto-pilot

It's the mask that often
Starts to eat into your
So wear it like a cap
That can be replaced

I get back to who I was
Before my last ten years on

So tell me again how my
Should have been I was spineless
Before I in

'Cause thinks it's timeless
Well, time's out
One thing I'll never is
I never shed my