Luyện nghe bài hát Brave New World 2

The thick black smoke comes rising up, silent in dreams
There's faces leering through the haze, that in the heat
And words are just some place to hide, a wall we can run behind
When truth is itching, twisting, turning, but locked deep down inside
No, there's wrong here, nothing at all

We sat up talking late night, trying to make some sense
But we were skirting round with clever words
And all the things that we
There's guard dogs straining at the leash, the soldiers standing by
into empty space beyond the twisted wire
No, there's nothing here, nothing at all
So this nightmare's over, will you just rock me back to sleep
is another day, passive in their Brave New World