Luyện nghe bài hát Dryspell

On a afternoon in lower east side New York...

You about (Yeah)
Good morning my vision of morbid disorder
And evening wonderful riddance and such
Maybe I'll touch the burgundy halo
Trimming the and of in with tenants
Spangled cross a tangible premise
?? it splinters all up in day-tripper visuals
Take it man, fuck it I'll take it any way I can
My palms are
When I witness fury scurry past my
Model city in a plugged hostile
Its bliss pollutin
And a billion pucker in a bind
Maybe the sunken ship is the
No, but they it man
I try to Spin me spongin
Up to giving functions
As opposed to art historians absorbed assumptions
Everybody pop your when the style divorces vertical
Marveling at the with which it curdled
Outside my tenement a little warmth
From out the of masons wasted
Laying bricks for days to find they owned the lot adjacent
the blasphemy elements of elogance and savagery
Murder the gossip, it run off happily
The broken spoke cyclers chokin open doctors they as fetus
In a matchbox conveniently padlocked to the base
Now these embedded in five illiterates textiles
Shedded in the hell tale to motivate blind leverage
Now i'm drowning in a pool of why are you
with my beats the burden pertainance of if I die this year
My is Dryspell
My is pillar
My name's
My name is
My name's a thousand steps from
But I'm and tired of waiting
My Polaris
My is canvas
My is lowlife
My intention
My name is every imperfection that plays a in my descension
My name is
My is posture
My is polarized
My is evidence
My is delicate approach from symettricating my fellowship
My Possessive
My is cordial
My is Igloo
My name is
My is contaminate the rich
And clock the for the captain's sake

Let us hope that the horrors of
No longer loiter on the doorstep of your

Circle of drag the shield a meal the meaty hand grabs
I'm splitting hopes at local Acropolis
in a cockpit not the pocket for them born with a ??
Sunk to rest while they've the art of drunken address
fracture lines that converge towards where the hackers whine
Where trappers slack the
the catch then cover up his trackers line
That make his majesty furious
Oh bury his head and how could I have been so
If only, but I'm lonely
My days graze normalcy then morbidly
My years breathe honesty sardonically laugh
Alas, I dig my toes in to the sand and foliage out my lips Personifying mankind's end all aspirations
floats...
No, hope sinks like broken boats and harassed before provoked
I'm darts at a map of the arts to pick up where you choked
And when the last leaf falls off the of resonance
be waiting with my butterfly net to collect the evidence
Well I am a room with poison oak scaling the
Arachnids on the celing, rugged thumb tacks, and rusty pipes
If you can between the bars
my space employ my waste
In case the dealt by a stolen grace
Do you ever the circle wasn't square
So when landsharks start the borders
You just cut them off at the corners
There's a ghost in the basket of
Pertinent to, cayak pilot succeeded in serving him proof
Now I'm surfin it
So if you need me your wings to spell my name
the mess near the other funny requests
See bow to tolerant mannerisms of to win
To assist in a meticulous pick a part of skins
Of
A child of instinct with that ten step ahead premise
Supply dust bowls the zephyr was requested
Violent humble shoes ten shades of come off the difference
I grimace, took me one hours blink to conclude that sickly
My is Dryspell
My name is
My allegiance
My name is
My name's a thousand steps patience
But i'm sick and tired of
My Polaris
My is canvas
My is lowlife
My intention
My name is every that plays a part in my descension
My is carnival
My name is
My is polarized
My is evidence
My name is delicate approach from my fellowship
My name's
My name is
My is Igloo
My name is
My is contaminate the rich
And clock the for the captain's sake
My is vagabond
My name is
My is century
My name is
My is sunburst
My name is
My name is
My is basic
My name is
My name is
My is cynical
My name is
My is hallucinogen
My name is
My is runaway
My name is clock
My is...