Luyện nghe bài hát Distress In The Control Tower

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

And breathing takes practice and its we missed
So we end transmission we're giving up
the spires in hopes of...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And breathing practice and its practice we missed
So we die end transmission giving up
We're surrounded... just the gun
The fields have been cut off with stars and black
Sudden full... release!

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