Luyện nghe bài hát Tongue-Splitter

Psycho therapist claimed
I had neurosis
Well, I only said a words
And he his diagnosis

He said I say whatever I want
Because I never chose
So I spat, grinned, then I at him
And I blew him a glass cold kiss

Knows just when I let a bottom be
Never too if it's the truth or a lie

I'm not asking for pity
Oh woe, is me
I'm not losing sleep
waxing so poetically

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

It was a whimpering
Winter plagued
When my grew wings
And took to

The thought had crossed
My mind before moment
Is the truth so bent, it be broken

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

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

So I apologize,
To the of my guys
Who stand me
On the stage night

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

I gotta get to who I was
Before my ten years on auto-pilot

It's the mask that quite
Starts to eat into face
So it lightly like a cap
can quickly be replaced

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

So me again how my life
Should have before I was spineless
I gave in

'Cause thinks it's timeless
Well, running out
One I'll never regret is
I never my face