Luyện nghe bài hát Derealisation

In high corridors, what is left
But ravenheaded girls with chequered
By twilights in empty parks
Sit dirty with cigarettes

Thunder the day and kissed by walls of grey
of her bass put on her MySpace page
Concrete, and wooden-hearted homes
did the time go?

Flash the camera, the blinds
Try to get rid of the red-eye;
The number in the corner shows the to come
You that winter chill run up your spine

Plunder in the snow, the glow
Waiting for the silence to touch your
The light fights your eyes of blue;
you feel the disconnection too?