Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

My motivations
Things are never what they seem
currencies deceit
Pitch bending radiated

The wishing well forgotten
Dark cloud
The view of somewhere else is
Burnt in my

How dug up remains
How low the fame
How low to see through
Low the hole I knew

How low the eyed stain
How long to set
How low to be set up
How long and out

The ant-like karma the crack in a hand
Full painting on a mural in a landfill
Mind by the pulley of the strings
So remote the view from the swing set

My have evolved
Scenes once negated in
Mercy one to one defend
The criminals descend
On knees all

A of useless lifeless thought
a paid ride
Alchemic jail cell
Text day job

How long to
How low you deny
How low from up
How low the sound

How long to kick back
How the creeping crown
How low the cheat
How long the of faith

These undermined
Controlled in leads mankind
penny sold and mesmerized
We're stoned, two fold beckoning

The binding crayon inverted
Injustice

How dug up remains
How low the rotting
How low to see right
How long the hole I

How low the clear eyed
How long to set
How low to be set up
How and taken out

We worship acid moans and holidays
Recycle shit we throw in glossy packaged craze
Maybe in a day or so I'll stumble on grassy knoll
To set the record
Announcing to myself, wake up, wake up, up

We kill everything not tied down
We euthanize but keep alive the lowest of prison life
So useful and
Treatment of the and dying

What about the
What the torture?
about the torture?
What about the