Luyện nghe bài hát Brixton

Started off as I in a ball of flame
Burning out on sentiment, it's all in vain
Shot your 44 words with aim
You killed the heart but you left the brain

Devastated and I it, see your eyes are insane
Gray and dissipated building just rust on a chain drained
Dislocated echo in the you say
You might've killed the but you left the brain

Your are making me sick
No more lies, enough with rhetoric

Whoa, what you got to
Whoa, dead inside
a wonderful lie
Don't you alive?

Whoa, what you got to
Whoa, you're dead
a wonderful lie
Don't you feel

Cut away, cut it all now
Cut away, cut it all now
Cut away, cut it all now

Cut me off at the pass, as a
down from your promises, all were fake
Shot your 44 caliber words aim
You might've killed the but you left the brain

Formulated and I'm to withstand the pain
Wave of generated conscience the edge of a blade
Feigned, fabricated echo in the you say
You might killed the heart but you left the brain

Your words are making me
No more lies, with your rhetoric

Whoa, you got to hide?
Whoa, you're inside
What a lie
Don't you feel

Whoa, you got to hide?
Whoa, dead inside
What a lie
Don't you feel

Switch all the lights off, tell me what you want me
Take my and my energy
Turning you heart off about so easily
not enough but it's plenty

Bleed in the black out, said you'd be there for me
Now you're gone and we're
your lungs out, say you want what's best for me
Give it up, you me

Whoa, what you got to
Whoa, you're inside
a wonderful lie
Don't you alive?

Whoa, what you got to
Whoa, you're dead
a wonderful lie
Don't you alive?

Cut away, cut it all now
Cut away, cut it all now
Cut away, cut it all now