Luyện nghe bài hát Violet

The tragic comedy
the way to peace of mind
Leaving shallow lovers far

Past combine
Bringing to sleepless eyes
Memory runs the course of

Blood runs cold the violet prison
For visions
And so the broken record
As you throw us

We're enough
We're drowning in
So to love
We're every word they say
So we sleep through the

Within the of passions war
Lust is upon the floor
red the wasted metaphor

The selfish need for something
Claws in vain at closing
Scarring faces once

Tracing circles in the prison
For violet
And so the broken record
As you throw us

We're never
We're drowning in
So desperate to
We're twisting every they say
So we through the days