Luyện nghe bài hát Brixton

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

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

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

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

Whoa, you got to hide?
Whoa, dead inside
What a lie
you feel alive?

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 from your promises, all fake
Shot your 44 caliber words aim
You might've killed the heart but you left the

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

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

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

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

Switch all the lights off, me what you want from me
my time and my energy
Turning you heart off came about so
It's not but it's plenty

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

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 feel

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