Luyện nghe bài hát Trying To Kill M.E.

I used to the night and now I dread my bed
Using all the light is how my head got
Torturous talk to my eyelids, walk in my size nines
Is depression or a lesson from inner pressure pressing?
Either way, the fevers it me are evil

The thing that I love most is trying to M.E.

I have the feeling of my dearest appearing
To be leering the ether, fear more fever
I don't like sleepers, drugs make me
Sleep is death, to do death when you're dead

disappears through fog in my ears
For this fatigue, there's no tonic is seems
thinking is loopy to think of on and on weeks

The thing that I love is trying to kill M.E.

General health making my health break
But I'll never let go of what me create
Nothing to this point but for this
Love, virus get out from my eyelids

Just wanna out life in the key of C
I won't the black notes, I won't ask for answers
Glance up at the

The thing that I love is trying to kill M.E.

The only good thing and I should to it good
Are the sparks of art that park in the darkness
Shaking eyes hate me to
But make me think up quite ideas

It's like me enemy, telling me the pen dwelling
The and sadness is long
But of mastery

It

How many ways will it warm up, 8 months ago came
To break me in somewhat and me on the flames
The feeling of my dearest appearing
To be leering from the ether, I fear more

Like the bridge disappearing fog in my ears
There's no tonic it seems for chronic fatigue
I'm happily trading insanity
For passion, that makes me a man at least,

The thing I love most is trying to kill M.E.
The thing that I most is trying to kill M.E.

was I thinking, who was I then?
Duly I tried, amen
was I thinking, who was I then?
Duly I tried, truly

some paper out the printer, pick up a pen and pen into the winter
The oldest in my body's only 10 years old
With the smell of the kitchen, I on the kissing of my missus
Holding a bowl and
(I am just a who got a few years older)
Pull some out the printer, pick up a pen and pen into the winter