Luyện nghe bài hát Depressionista

Trained in the art of
The arts be remaining unmoved in midst
We came down, down,
From high and now we're looking for more

We're now
And we are by the majesty of it all
passed around, around, around
Like the currency of the friendless

One pony and the parlor
Isn't big enough for the of us

'Til do we rock?
We're so full of
'Til death do we
You buying it

'Til do we rock?
You're so of shit
'Til death do we
still buying it

The closed circuit of
That between fashion and guilt
Is winding tighter the heart

Our orbits are collapsing upon
We're into the vogue
Where we're sucking the from the necks of guitars

Beg for the of prose
That up behind the bar
we try and try and try
We get the melodies

But we remember the
We're parasites, we are
In the way we each other down
We were oh so close to the start when they us

Aim the at the ground
Aim the at the ground
And sail us to the belly of the

'Til do we rock?
We're so of shit
'Til do we rock?
You buying it

The circuit of stimulus
That runs between and guilt
Is winding tighter the heart

Our orbits are collapsing themselves
But we stand in the indifferent
To the grand histrionics of God