Luyện nghe bài hát Dirge

I hate myself for you
And the weakness that it
You were just a painted
On a trip down suicide

The stage was set, the went out
All the old hotel
I hate for lovin' you
And I'm glad the fell

I hate foolish game we played
And the that was expressed
And the that you showed to me
Who ever would guessed?

I went out on broadway
And I felt that within
hollow place where martyrs weep
And angels play sin

your songs of freedom
And man stripped
Acting out his
his back is being whipped

Like a in orbit
He's 'til he's tame
All for a moment's
And it's a dirty, shame

are those who worship loneliness
I'm not one of
In this age of
I'm for a gem

The ball up on the wall
Hasn't me nothin' yet
I've paid the of solitude
But at I'm out of debt

I can't recall a useful
You did for me
pat me on the back one time
When I was on my

We stared into others eyes
'Til one of us would
No use to
What difference it make?

So sing praise of progress
And of the machine
The naked truth is taboo
it can be seen

Lady who shines on me
Will tell you I'm at
I hate for lovin' you
But I get over that