Luyện nghe bài hát Dirge

I hate myself for you
And the weakness that it
You were just a face
On a trip down road

The stage was set, the lights out
All the old hotel
I myself for lovin' you
And I'm glad the fell

I hate that game we played
And the that was expressed
And the mercy you showed to me
Who would have guessed?

I went out on broadway
And I that place within
hollow place where martyrs weep
And play with sin

Heard songs of freedom
And man forever
out his folly
While his back is being

Like a in orbit
He's beaten he's tame
All for a moment's
And it's a dirty, rotten

There are who worship loneliness
I'm not one of
In age of fiberglass
I'm for a gem

The crystal up on the wall
Hasn't shown me yet
I've the price of solitude
But at I'm out of debt

I can't a useful thing
You did for me
'Cept pat me on the back one
When I was on my

We stared into each eyes
'Til one of us would
No use to
What would it make?

So sing your of progress
And of the machine
The naked is still taboo
it can be seen

Lady luck who on me
tell you where I'm at
I hate for lovin' you
But I get over that