Luyện nghe bài hát Distress In The Control Tower

We're surrounded... just drop the gun (the have been cut off)
The have been cut off with stars and black windmills
The ticking clock spins out of control, erosion the monuments
The wires rust sets the ghost with hollow empty sound
Breaking on its touch to
these low vibrations to an awful piercing pitch
So us down so we can cut our throats leaving the words
in the sky, No we won't, no we won't put these hands down tonight

And breathing takes practice and its we missed
So we died end transmission giving up
Climb the spires in of...

The flowing grass climbs up all in efforts to drag us down
Hidden from the stand off as if they look
Turn the low. Wasting precious time.
Wait for no one. Tell it it is. (x 4)

Turn the low. Wasting precious time.
out the lights and dream of colors
Wait for no one. it like it is. (x 2)

And breathing takes practice and its practice we
So we die end transmission we're up

the spires in hopes of...
Climb the spires in hopes that the off ends today
Climb the in hopes of...
the spires in hopes that the destruction ends we're saved

We're surrounded... drop the gun
The have been cut off with stars and black windmills
full... sudden release!

We're surrounded... drop the gun
The fields have cut off, the ticking clock spins out of control
face, hands, suffocate

We're surrounded... drop the gun
The fields have been cut off with stars and windmills
Sudden full... release!

surrounded... just drop the gun
The fields have cut off, the ticking clock spins out of control
face, hands, suffocate

And breathing takes and its practice we missed
So we die end transmission giving up
surrounded... just drop the gun
The fields have been cut off with and black windmills
full... sudden release!

Climb the spires in hopes that the stand off ends
surrounded... just drop the gun
The fields been cut off, the ticking clock spins out of control
Suffer face, hands,
Climb the spires in that the stand off ends today