Luyện nghe bài hát Vinushka

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

Let tomorrow sleep and peacefulness will to you
Free yourself and go your razor sharp emotions
Even the flow is the proof that you are alive
I invite the tomorrow

The inculcated Magra
The pain of the mark and the one and only
And those eyes all decorated I don't want them anymore
Is hypocrisy going to come and take it
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 says "I still want to be here"
Who we forgive?
I let hear my cold voice
And i

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

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

Everyone wants to reach out their hand and happiness
But they just end up becoming the monster lies deep in darkness
The end has come to life
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 suppressed

the sins and let life be gone

The emptiness of the
Becomes the choking and land
Bury the bones in the common land in thesis
Be by depression
The tsunami takes me away and I smile with bitter tears
understand the value of things
The of the necks at the 13 stairs
people becoming friendly while clapping hands
That mixes in with sissy and hurts others
Seeing you like this just too sad

of blood
Squashing instincts
Talk death

I will live with my work I scream with this body of that separates heaven 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 truth hurts the ear
The minds

Compensate the sins, and let life be

Is it a sin for me to live I am evil?