Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
there?

And I remember of laughter
And lunatics in your soul
Seductive propaganda scrolling across my
Like guerrilla

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 streaming
And corporate consciousness my brain
porcelain sinks
Covered with insects and dishes

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

and generations
Of loneliness, sad
Stealing away in the dead of
To escape jawed henchmen
In, in the hungry trucks of an slumlord
and miles away

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

I remember the first
I it alive inside me, turning
But the dead moving
Within the folds of its embrace

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

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

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

and God
and God