Luyện nghe bài hát Troubled Waters

[Verse
You replicas overlooking the of acoustics
Miserable attempts result in conclusions
Paragon pen dragon tactician on
Then a comfortable silence try to combat
That unexpected Sephotus cyclone
Worked up shooken, jetted to the side
I stagger this vagabond wondering forms of phobia
Worst fear the terrace stricken
The roots of all I've rooted pinnacle
Poised with pride pouncing to break stride, forsaken
Agony inside the heartache wretched condition
My intuition felt you up
You tripped alone what are you aiming
Or do you sus to classify your genus, distorted fetus
Evolve, type unsolved, you lack the
Malleable martyrs get molded, then folded under
Thou a slaughter suspension
Bridge over troubled drown, sound study intensive
My square two erasing lines like tetris
Relentless hush horrendous circles on my pavement
Two to burn basics the lie adjacent to my placement
On the game board, lunge forward and wind-up impaled by the same
Choose your weapon, stains splattered upon flag
Taturag the exterior inferior
Stall face to face with a that force your downfall
Admittedly suspicious, a decadence, your network's on
Permanent, and choked upon the potency
The be the penetrating agent pierce the insides
Why the cold sweats at Why the dim light?
Why are we staring at a true the inside?
Why the pen slide with on a put down?
Like while I put my foot stomp your city
A-E-S-O-P scoping the bur, opening minds behind the smirks

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I've misery, I've seen disgust dust ridden ruins
Iron oracle test three COM unit disperse silently
Over confidence leads to
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
Crook you're shook you started
Your powers pace uncharted territory
Disoriented malicious god burn your bridges
This craft requires first
Graphs, gritted blueprints of nemesis
Hunting by compute, twenty one mic salute
One life polluted, concerned muffle
From the nine rings of Donnie's burn you in your slumber
Sleepwalk pulled under now
Whipping through the willows is the of this garden
Slipping through the skylines Aesop sidewinds jaded
wind up war painted into the jungle the solution's not intrusion
The starving institution your main frame
I pose the question, are these waiting worth it or worthless?
While I comb the crowd for clues nyebony hands be my purpose
Our planet is the point
In which this network slowly turns to kicks
We out-box the berserk by the wilderness
My clench is frantic clutch manners falling underbrush
Touch fools that duel a dominant
The evil-minded tried to triple six me but he me
Intervene; emcees appear as red on my color radar screen