Luyện nghe bài hát Buffy

This is ludicrous speed, here and now
And intended to be to the senses passes as a blur
Obsession, desire, desire, obsession, I the answer
is fighting the image of beauty and security

I can hear it at my consciousness
In the background, groveling, unnerving, yet
To ears, I fear why I desire, I understand
How this all and yet I'm still fixated

Saturday nights are the start, a day or two
Into the week and I'm half way back, by the I get home
I'm back again, I am completely aware
And yet somehow I'm to the margins

Bench warming and there seems little of me
Getting out alive, a person no more, I and I watch
Absurd recap, a person no more and it so good it hurts
I watch again, recapitulation, worn

This is not where I to be, unfamiliar mirrors
I wonder has become of my life

The gaps in our lives seem to be so easily
With the of our imagination, allowing ourselves to believe
That the up digital images of perfection are real
And set the standard for beauty and truth within

But such tend to leave a person more lonely
Than she was to with as the bombardment of these images
Through entertainment and remove us
Even more from the rawness of