Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
Who's

And I remember flashes of
And lunatics in your soul
Seductive propaganda scrolling across my
Like guerrilla

and, and wooden spoons
Flies in the
Shadows across my

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

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

The early morning of, of grade school
Dark stockings to the bruises
The secret friends, holidays
And in their, in their Sunday best
to like each other

Generations and
Of loneliness, sad
Stealing in the dead of night
To escape stiff henchmen
In, in the hungry of an angry slumlord
Miles and miles

Patience and
Waking on the side of the
Hissing radiator, hoses cracked like, like skin
And so hot
A nuclear would've felt like
A cyclonian

I remember the time
I felt it alive inside me,
But the dead weight
Within the of its winged embrace

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

And I remember numb
And to it hum
I'm feeling it in its mysteries
Exploring me with

I remember
And I I never had a chance
was never any escaping it

and God
and God