Luyện nghe bài hát Farm

Oh,
What is science?
What are you
To take me back to Ive been?

And oh, who,
Who are humans?
What are doing?
Dont take me to them.

I learned to welcome witchcraft like an old silk
And I hate all of the reasons Ive put on a hill.
But I am trying, oh!, trying hard to feel
With the madness of a tyrant Im relying on the

And my heart, heart, is not that sort of part of me that anything other than beat...

Ive taken up with tales, they are a welcome alibi.
Since I've tried, but then I quit, to look you squarely in the eye.
And I my familys scattered.
Its my they left, alright
But they exploded and Im left episodic omnicide

And no I worried on my sadness
Because I blamed it on me.
So Ive got a reason to this is the strangest, oh its the strangest way to be...

How could the single mind in my head, oh, be so very very ready to go and just
itself dead?

And your sorter of souls, hes asleep in his the best hes ever had
And its a tie in a 3-way pilgrimage-- you're furious? Ill take, Ill it back
Your sorter of souls, hes asleep in his the best hes ever had
Are you minding your in the pilgrimage-- you're furious? Ill take, Ill take it back

I am breaking down these lines -- thats all Im asking of myself.