Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
there?

And I remember flashes of
And lunatics lost in your
Seductive propaganda scrolling across my
guerrilla cinema

Belts and, and spoons
in the afterbirth
Shadows across my

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

and God
and God