Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted Mess

The first you planted to my face.
The twist tonight, a fate.
And somehow the of fear
up all the space in here.

(more or less)
I pick a way out in the mess. (more or less)
Disintegrated, impressed. (more or less)
No residents at the new address. (more or less)
Scratch me like a ad,
all the plans 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 of stress (more or less)
hurting you or less. (more or less)
I pick up this mess. (more or less)

Like sinking ships into abyss,
slammin in simpleness.
Wherever I the night,
it eye to eye,
just with 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)
me like a prison 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)
you more or less. (more or less)
I pick up this mess. (more or less)
(more or less)
(more or less)

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

Those that think and those that do. I fake, (more or less)]
Am I up or am I blue? I take, (more or less)]
Take up all the in here [however it breaks, (more or less)]
as we try to hide our fear. gonna fall. (more or less)]
When we try the simple sense, [I a grain of stress, (more or less)]
faded out the sun will (?) [hurting you more or less. (more or
less)]
Now I start to reminisce, [I pick up 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 ways that we relate. [whoever I take, (more or less)]
We both to suffocate [however it breaks, (more or less)]
to make it through the night today. [someone's fall. (more or less)]
Count the days strategically, [I a grain of stress, (more or less)]
to believe in me. [hurting you more or less. (more or less)]
Who to blame and who will be, [I pick up this mess. (more or less)]
make it an irony. (more or less)
Now tasting on my lips [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
that's always 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 this terror, is this bliss [I a grain of stress, (more or less)]
sinking down to abyss? [hurting you more or less. (more or less)]
Drinking up and making [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.
we try to save ourselves.....