Luyện nghe bài hát Death of Communication

Honestly, my honesty was always what I for taking your bread
I never though you would have it high above as you did over my head

Ever you came into my life I always felt a little misled
I to read the signs, tried to stay in the lines but shapes were always changing

Almost me when you said just

Sell soul for someone's goal,
then you'll have a friend!
Sell your to be controlled,
Maybe then you'll a friend!

Everything ever need is deep inside of our limitless beings
We struggle and we fight 'cause it feels good to wonder why our lives are

Almost fooled me you said just

your soul for someone's goal,
Maybe then you'll a friend!
Go on, your soul to be controlled,
Maybe then have a friend!

Hidden in history, written in your memory-
Oh you didn't know
Hid in your history, writ in memory- say you don't know it!

Sell your for someone's goal,
Maybe you'll have a friend!
Go on, sell your to be controlled,
Maybe then you'll a friend...

In the death of, the of, the death of communication!