Luyện nghe bài hát Troubled Waters

[Verse
You overlooking the guidelines of acoustics
Miserable attempts result in miserable
pen dragon tactician on freeform
Then a comfortable silence try to combat
That unexpected cyclone shifts
Worked up you're shooken, to the side
I this vagabond wondering menstrual forms of phobia
fear the terrace stricken muted
The roots of all evil I've rooted
Poised pride pouncing to break your stride, forsaken
Agony rides inside the heartache condition
My felt you slip up
You alone what are you aiming for?
Or do you sus tries to classify your genus, fetus
Evolve, unsolved, you lack the malediction
Malleable martyrs get molded, folded under pressure
Thou perceives a suspension
Bridge over troubled water drown, sound study
My square drops two lines like tetris
Relentless agent hush circles on my pavement
Two sticks to burn basics the lie adjacent to my
On the board, lunge forward and wind-up impaled by the same sword
Choose your weapon, splattered upon your flag
Taturag the exterior inferior
Stall face to face with a forms force your downfall
Admittedly suspicious, a decadence, your on hiatus
Permanent, and choked upon the potency
The parrow be the penetrating agent the insides
Why the cold sweats at Why the dim light?
Why are we staring at a true the inside?
Why the pen with vigor on a put down?
Like while I put my down stomp your city
A-E-S-O-P scoping the bur, opening minds behind the smirks

[Verse
seen misery, I've seen disgust dust ridden ruins
Iron clad test three COM unit disperse silently
Over confidence to irony
Plot twist full hardy Icarus shifted in of my form
Forbidden aspects of the swarm a thorn upon your
A storm upon the rise, Adam, I or crush brush upon the red zone
you're shook you started poorly
Your powers parted uncharted territory
malicious god you'll burn your bridges
This craft requires first
Graphs, gritted of nemesis perimeter
Hunting by night compute, twenty one mic
One life polluted, muffle moans
From the nine rings of Donnie's hell burn you in slumber
Sleepwalk then under now
through the willows is the warden of this garden
Slipping through the skylines Aesop sidewinds jaded
Don't wind up war into the jungle the solution's not intrusion
The starving broke your main frame
I the question, are these waiting games worth it or worthless?
While I comb the crowd for clues your nyebony be my purpose
Our is the pivotal point
In which this network slowly turns to filter
We out-box the bewildered by the wilderness
My clench is frantic clutch manners through underbrush
Touch fools that with a dominant
The tried to triple six me but he missed me
Intervene; appear as red blips on my color radar screen