Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
Who's

And I remember flashes of
And lunatics lost in soul
Seductive propaganda scrolling across my
Like guerrilla

Belts and, and spoons
Flies in the
across my mind

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

on linoleum kitchens
TV death
And corporate consciousness my brain
porcelain sinks
Covered with insects and dirty

The early anxiety of, of grade school
Dark to hide the bruises
The secret friends, holidays
And in their, in their Sunday best
Pretending to each other

and generations
Of loneliness, sad
Stealing away in the dead of
To escape stiff henchmen
In, in the hungry of an angry slumlord
Miles and away

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

I the first time
I felt it alive inside me,
But the weight moving
Within the folds of its embrace

and sliding those black feathers
Inches at a
Its beak, its, its
Pushing and pushing and, and
And digging into the

And I remember numb
And to it hum
I'm it move in its mysteries
Exploring me with

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

and God
and God