Luyện nghe bài hát Circuits of Fever

You are my out pages
All the wasted
The old vanished
Spit blood at dawn, closed

You're an ivory
in glass captive
You're a column
Sharp little teeth goodnight

He was down and drifting
In an ocean of night
The terror came in
Each one pushing him further the shore

You are a mirror
paper in the wind
A desperate
Sharp little circuits of

I can feel the unslept hours, see all the
I can hear the ticking of
Old record running down, you replace it
You get distracted by the

He hears an ocean in the tone
Every night after the sleeping pill goes
He wants to that he doesn't exist
He's everywhere and he's nowhere all at

We'll fill the blanked out page, we'll burn the
We'll turn the hours to days
Old record down
We'll it over and sing the songs we've never heard
Now, now, now, now, now, now,