Luyện nghe bài hát Moths

Spiral down the
Of least
a chute to a bed of nails
That a trampoline

lost souls

Emperor Ludwig is us
From to extreme
So is T

Technicolor stairs and
Fantasia trips and

5,000 happy
Ready to our song

recedes
All I and see

of my face and fears
In a of one way mirrors

from the drain

Whisper machines
Now you're in our dimension
You'll never

To and harvest thee
Ahh, treasure

Down, down to Triangle
Sink, sink 10,000 feet
Time to finally meet the
We let swallow us

Light any

fly right in

Deep in
In New City

Drop a coin a cage
Chickens on a hot plate

Hot foot round &
Til the wheel runs
you as we view
Through our of glass

Al style
Please,
Can I get a

Crawl, crawl through the steaming
Please, more purple kool aid
Tabloid beauty corpses the way
We're not in Kansas any