Luyện nghe bài hát Broadcasting

Fractured signs, waste my time
They concentrate, they what's mine
Lost they like fractured ghosts
To heads in empty lines

Trapped in frames of films
A war is flat, in frames kill
Light will and edits cut
They stare, they know they must

Faded raids before they
themselves it's done I'm told
Acting last to last
And beats you when credits rolled

yourself a fame through fire
And it out when you require
List your age on page
Strength in a back to the stage

When obvious they're not scared of us
will drag you back to cold
All film at source, much too fast of course
They will drag you back for

When your runs out they will make you doubt
They will you back for more
your frame runs dry minds will start to fly
They will break before fold

once, broadcasting twice
Broadcasting one, two, three, four,