Luyện nghe bài hát Brixton

Started off as I fall in a ball of
Burning out on your sentiment, it's all in
Shot your 44 caliber words aim
You might've killed the but you left the brain

Devastated and I hate it, see eyes are insane
Gray and dissipated building just like rust on a chain
Dislocated in the things you say
You killed the heart but you left the brain

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

Whoa, you got to hide?
Whoa, you're dead
What a lie
Don't you alive?

Whoa, you got to hide?
Whoa, dead inside
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
Crashing down your promises, all were fake
Shot your 44 words with aim
You might've killed the but you left the brain

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Whoa, what you got to
Whoa, you're dead
What a lie
you feel alive?

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