Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted Mess

The first kiss you to my face.
The twist tonight, a fate.
And somehow the taste of
took up all the in here.

(more or less)
I a way out in the twisted mess. (more or less)
Disintegrated, impressed. (more or less)
No longer at the new address. (more or less)
me like a perfume ad,
recycle all the 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 dragged abyss,
slammin in simpleness.
Wherever I the night,
it eye to eye,
just slammin tastiness. (more or less)

I a way out in the twisted mess, (more or less)
Disintegrated, digress. (more or less)
No longer 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)
hurting you or less. (more or less)
I up this twisted 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 days (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 of stress (more or less)
hurting you 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 [whoever I take, (more or less)]
Take up all the in here [however it breaks, (more or less)]
as we try to our fear. [someone's gonna fall. (more or less)]
When we try the simple sense, [I sense a of stress, (more or less)]
out the sun will cleanse (?) [hurting you more or less. (more or
less)]
Now I start to reminisce, [I pick up this 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 believe in me. you more or less. (more or less)]
Who to blame and who will be, [I up this twisted mess. (more or less)]
it through an irony. (more or less)
Now that's tasting on my [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
fear always sour bliss. [whoever I take, (more or less)]
Now I start to reminisce, it breaks, (more or less)]
on to picture this. [someone's gonna fall. (more or less)]
Is this terror, is this bliss [I sense a of stress, (more or less)]
sinking down deep to abyss? [hurting you or less. (more or less)]
Drinking up and making kisses [I 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 in here
as we try to our fear.
When we try to ourselves.....