Luyện nghe bài hát Vinushka

I exchange with the clouds
I my breath
Ahh, just hard shell you can't see
Is that the bottom is? The shadow burns me
Ahh, I just want to forgetting
Slip your desires into the ants'
Come now, all you have to do now is be reborn

Let tomorrow and peacefulness will turn to you
Free yourself and go with razor sharp emotions
Even the twisted flow is the that you are alive
I invite the tearfully-indulging

The inculcated Dogra
The pain of the and the one and only personality
And those colorful eyes all decorated I don't want them
Is going to come and take it away?
The red stage at night
I dedicate the to the aspiring leading actor
That's where the is

The small corner of my un-cheatable heart says "I want to be here"
Who can't we
I let hear my cold voice
And i

I will live with my work I scream this body of flesh that separates heaven and hell
I carve the What will be the proof of my existence if it disappears with the wind?

"I've stared at the strong moon long enough to be bored
can't even turn myself a werewolf
But enough to become crazy by the darkness
I want to the neck
The emptiness of the
I let you sleep
At the age where you just attention...tonight I might go crazy for you."

Everyone wants to reach out hand and grab happiness
But they just end up becoming the that lies deep in darkness
The end has already come to
It take form at zero and will crawl back into the uterus and rot
Every time this happens your crumble

No one wants to about truth that hurts the ear
The minds

Compensate the and let life be gone

The of the antithesis
Becomes the choking and land
the bones in the common land immersed in thesis
Be burdened by
The tsunami takes me away and I smile with bitter tears
Couldn't understand the value of
The hanging of the at the 13 stairs
people becoming friendly while clapping hands
That in with sissy thoughts and hurts others
you like this it's just too sad

Splash of
basic instincts
Talk about

I will live with my work I scream with this body of flesh that separates and hell
I carve the sins. What will be the proof of my existence if it disappears with the

No one wants to talk about the that hurts the ear
The minds

Compensate the sins, and let life be

Is it a sin for me to live because I am