Luyện nghe bài hát Distress In The Control Tower

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

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

The flowing uncut climbs up all in efforts to drag us down
Hidden from the stand off as if they wouldn't
Turn the lights low. Wasting time.
for no one. Tell it like it is. (x 4)

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

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

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

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

We're surrounded... just the gun
The fields have been cut off, the ticking spins out of control
Suffer face, hands,

surrounded... just drop the gun
The fields have been cut off with and black windmills
full... sudden release!

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

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

Climb the spires in hopes that the stand off ends
We're surrounded... just the gun
The fields have cut off, the ticking clock spins out of control
face, hands, suffocate
Climb the spires in hopes that the stand off today