Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Who's
Who's

And I remember flashes of
And lost in your soul
propaganda scrolling across my mind
Like cinema

Belts and, and spoons
in the afterbirth
Shadows across my

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

Crawling on kitchens
TV death
And corporate consciousness my brain
Cracked porcelain
with insects and dirty dishes

The morning anxiety of, of grade school
Dark stockings to the bruises
The secret friends, festive
And everyone in their, in their Sunday
Pretending to each other

Generations and
Of loneliness, sad
Stealing away in the of night
To escape stiff jawed
In, in the trucks of an angry slumlord
Miles and miles

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

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

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

And I remember going
And to it hum
I'm feeling it move in its
me with power

I remember
And I I never had a chance
There was never any it

and God
and God