Luyện nghe bài hát Farm

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

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

I learned to welcome witchcraft like an old familiar
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 Im relying on the kill

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

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

And no I never worried on my
Because I never it on me.
So Ive got a to think this is the strangest, oh its the strangest way to be...

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

And your sorter of souls, hes asleep in his empyrean-- the best hes had
And its a tie in a 3-way pilgrimage-- you're furious? Ill take, Ill take it
sorter of souls, hes asleep in his empyrean-- 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 factory -- thats all Im asking of myself.