Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted Mess

The first you planted to my face.
The twist tonight, a fate.
And somehow the taste of
took up all the 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)
Scratch me like a ad,
all the plans we had. (more or less)

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

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

I pick a way out in the mess, (more or less)
Disintegrated, digress. (more or less)
No longer at your own address. (more or less)
Watch me like a guard,
swipe me like a 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 sense a grain of (more or less)
hurting you or less. (more or less)
I pick up this mess. (more or less)
(more or less)
(more or less)

Take me, me, knock me with
a million ways we relate.
We both come to
to it through the night today. (more or less)
Count the days (more or less)
creeping to in me. (more or less)
Who to blame and who 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 twisted mess. (more or less)
(more or less)

Those that and those that do. [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
Am I up or am I [whoever I take, (more or less)]
Take up all the space in [however it breaks, (more or less)]
as we try to our fear. [someone's gonna fall. (more or less)]
When we try the simple sense, [I a grain of stress, (more or less)]
out the sun will cleanse (?) [hurting you more or less. (more or
less)]
Now I start to reminisce, [I up this twisted mess. (more or less)]
moving on to this. (more or less)
Take me, me, knock me with [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
a million ways we relate. [whoever I take, (more or less)]
We both come to [however it breaks, (more or less)]
to make it through the night today. gonna fall. (more or less)]
the days strategically, [I sense a grain of stress, (more or less)]
creeping to believe in me. [hurting you or less. (more or less)]
Who to blame and who be, [I pick up this twisted mess. (more or less)]
it through an irony. (more or less)
Now tasting on my lips [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
fear that's always sour bliss. I take, (more or less)]
Now I to reminisce, [however it breaks, (more or less)]
moving on to picture this. gonna fall. (more or less)]
Is this terror, is this bliss [I sense a 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 think and 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.....