Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted Mess

The kiss you planted to my face.
The second tonight, a fate.
And somehow the taste of
took up all the in here.

(more or less)
I pick a way out in the mess. (more or less)
Disintegrated, impressed. (more or less)
No longer at the new address. (more or less)
Scratch me a perfume ad,
recycle all the we had. (more or less)

I fake, (more or less)
I take, (more or less)
it breaks, (more or less)
someone's fall.
I sense a grain of (more or less)
you more or less. (more or less)
I pick up this mess. (more or less)

Like sinking dragged into abyss,
just in simpleness.
I take the night,
it eye to eye,
just slammin tastiness. (more or less)

I pick a way out in the mess, (more or less)
Disintegrated, digress. (more or less)
No residents at your own address. (more or less)
Watch me like a guard,
swipe me a credit card. (more or less)

I fake, (more or less)
I take, (more or less)
it breaks, (more or less)
someone's fall. (more or less)
I a grain of stress (more or less)
hurting you or less. (more or less)
I pick up twisted mess. (more or less)
(more or less)
(more or less)

Take me, shake me, me with
a ways that we relate.
We both to suffocate
to it through the night today. (more or less)
Count the strategically (more or less)
creeping to in me. (more or less)
Who to blame and who be, (more or less)
make it an irony. (more or less)

I fake, (more or less)
I take, (more or less)
it breaks, (more or less)
someone's fall. (more or less)
I sense a of stress (more or less)
you more or less. (more or less)
I up this twisted mess. (more or less)
(more or less)

Those think and those that do. [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
Am I up or am I [whoever I take, (more or less)]
Take up all the space in [however it breaks, (more or less)]
as we try to hide our fear. gonna fall. (more or less)]
When we try the sense, [I sense a grain of stress, (more or less)]
faded out the sun will (?) [hurting you more or less. (more or
less)]
Now I to reminisce, [I pick up this twisted mess. (more or less)]
on to picture this. (more or less)
Take me, shake me, knock me with I fake, (more or less)]
a million that we relate. [whoever I take, (more or less)]
We both come to [however it breaks, (more or less)]
to make it through the night today. gonna fall. (more or less)]
Count the days strategically, [I a grain of stress, (more or less)]
creeping to believe in me. you more or less. (more or less)]
Who to blame and who will be, [I pick up this mess. (more or less)]
it through an irony. (more or less)
Now that's on my lips [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
fear that's sour bliss. [whoever I take, (more or less)]
Now I start to reminisce, it breaks, (more or less)]
moving on to picture this. [someone's fall. (more or less)]
Is terror, is this bliss [I sense a grain of stress, (more or less)]
sinking down deep to abyss? [hurting you or less. (more or less)]
up and making kisses [I pick up this twisted mess. (more or less)]
for the surfaces. (more or less)
Those that and those that do
Am I up or am I
Take up all the in here
as we try to our fear.
When we try to ourselves.....