Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted Mess

The kiss you planted to my face.
The second tonight, a fate.
And the taste of fear
took up all the 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 a perfume 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 grain of (more or less)
you more or less. (more or less)
I pick up twisted mess. (more or less)

sinking ships dragged into abyss,
just in simpleness.
I take the night,
it eye to eye,
just with tastiness. (more or less)

I a way out in the twisted mess, (more or less)
Disintegrated, digress. (more or less)
No residents at your own address. (more or less)
Watch me 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 twisted mess. (more or less)
(more or less)
(more or less)

Take me, me, knock me with
a million ways we relate.
We come to suffocate
to make it through the today. (more or less)
the days strategically (more or less)
creeping to in me. (more or less)
Who to blame and who be, (more or less)
make it 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 sense a grain of (more or less)
you more or less. (more or less)
I pick up this mess. (more or less)
(more or less)

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