Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
Who's

And I flashes of laughter
And lost in your soul
Seductive propaganda scrolling across my
Like guerrilla

and, and wooden spoons
Flies in the
across my mind

Smiling but dead, but dead
Smiling but dead, but dead
Smiling but dead, but dead

Crawling on kitchens
TV death
And corporate consciousness my brain
Cracked porcelain
Covered with and dirty dishes

The early morning anxiety of, of grade
stockings to hide the bruises
The secret friends, festive
And everyone in their, in their Sunday
Pretending to each other

and generations
Of loneliness, sad
away in the dead of night
To stiff jawed henchmen
In, in the trucks of an angry slumlord
and miles away

Patience and
Waking on the side of the
Hissing radiator, hoses cracked like, like skin
And so hot
A nuclear holocaust felt like
A blizzard

I remember the time
I felt it alive me, turning
But the weight moving
Within the folds of its winged

Opening and sliding those black
at a time
Its beak, its, its
Pushing and pushing and, and
And digging into the

And I remember numb
And to it hum
I'm feeling it move in its
Exploring me power

I this
And I I never had a chance
There was any escaping it

and God
and God