Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted Mess

The first you planted to my face.
The second tonight, a fate.
And the taste of fear
up all the space in here.

(more or less)
I a way out in the twisted mess. (more or less)
Disintegrated, impressed. (more or less)
No longer at the new address. (more or less)
me like a perfume ad,
recycle all the we had. (more or less)

I fake, (more or less)
I take, (more or less)
it breaks, (more or less)
someone's fall.
I sense a grain of (more or less)
hurting you or less. (more or less)
I up this twisted mess. (more or less)

Like ships dragged into abyss,
just in simpleness.
Wherever I the night,
it eye to eye,
just with tastiness. (more or less)

I a way out in the twisted mess, (more or less)
Disintegrated, digress. (more or less)
No longer residents at own address. (more or less)
Watch me a prison guard,
swipe me a credit card. (more or less)

I fake, (more or less)
I take, (more or less)
it breaks, (more or less)
someone's fall. (more or less)
I a grain of stress (more or less)
hurting you or less. (more or less)
I up this twisted mess. (more or less)
(more or less)
(more or less)

Take me, me, knock me with
a million that we relate.
We both to suffocate
to make it through the today. (more or less)
Count the days (more or less)
creeping to in me. (more or less)
Who to and who will be, (more or less)
make it an irony. (more or less)

I fake, (more or less)
I take, (more or less)
it breaks, (more or less)
someone's fall. (more or less)
I sense a of stress (more or less)
you more or less. (more or less)
I pick up this mess. (more or less)
(more or less)

Those think and those that do. [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
Am I up or am I blue? I take, (more or less)]
up all the space in here [however it breaks, (more or less)]
as we try to hide our fear. gonna fall. (more or less)]
we try the simple sense, [I sense a grain of stress, (more or less)]
faded out the sun will cleanse (?) you more or less. (more or
less)]
Now I start to reminisce, [I pick up twisted mess. (more or less)]
on to picture this. (more or less)
Take me, shake me, knock me with I fake, (more or less)]
a ways that we relate. [whoever I take, (more or less)]
We both to suffocate [however it breaks, (more or less)]
to make it through the today. [someone's gonna fall. (more or less)]
Count the strategically, [I sense a grain of stress, (more or less)]
to believe in me. [hurting you more or less. (more or less)]
Who to blame and who be, [I pick up this twisted mess. (more or less)]
make it an irony. (more or less)
Now that's on my lips [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
fear that's always bliss. [whoever I take, (more or less)]
Now I to reminisce, [however it breaks, (more or less)]
on to picture this. [someone's gonna fall. (more or less)]
Is terror, is this bliss [I sense a grain of stress, (more or less)]
sinking down deep to abyss? you more or less. (more or less)]
Drinking up and making kisses [I pick up twisted mess. (more or less)]
for the surfaces. (more or less)
Those that and those that do
Am I up or am I
up all the space in here
as we try to our fear.
we try to save ourselves.....