Luyện nghe bài hát Trying To Kill M.E.

I to love the night and now I dread my bed
Using all the is how my head got spent
virus talk to my eyelids, walk in my size nines
Is this or a lesson from inner pressure pressing?
way, the fevers it deals me are evil

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

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

Bridge disappears fog in my ears
For this chronic fatigue, there's no tonic is
Lucid thinking is to think of on and on weeks

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

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

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

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

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

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

It

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

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

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

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

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