Luyện nghe bài hát Brixton

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

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

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

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

Whoa, you got to hide?
Whoa, you're dead
What a 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 with aim
You might've the heart but you left the brain

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

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

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

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

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

Bleed in the black out, that you'd be there for me
Now you're gone and history
Screaming your lungs out, say you want best for me
it up, you abandoned me

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

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