Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Your Clock

I am your
I am your
I am your shotgun mechanical
Nothing is done my approval

I own you, I own you
I decide how long you
And how rest
You are ever

I decide what you
I deny you to think
I am the mirror, humiliation
That follows and you wherever you go

And out the light
At the end of every you try
Be on
Be on

Always feel like you're late
Always feel like you're late
And need scolding and punishment

Do not
Do not
Do not behind
Wings are right behind you

You know what's coming
As I down like a hungry owl
And sink my talons into back
And drag you back to square one

The gets a little worse every time
Crash, crumple, crash,
Do not pass go, do not
Your dignity and your respect

Give up, over
Give up, over
No time allowed to try something you
The bills were all due

You've failed, you're
You've failed, you're

First we our habits then they form us
We dress up as someone every day
Gingerbread houses, fireplace
tastes best the witches won't let you have

These having a baby
Is like what having a BMW to be
they're asleep
Play new age cassettes

To transmit messages
I mom, I like school
I like to study, I like

I am the teacher who yelled at you
For not attention
And shamed you in front of the entire
And dragged you the room by the hair

This is what happens to boys and
Whose penmanship is
Be neat like the
orders

Obey what is put in of you
Imagination is the sin
You can't be creative the rest of your
counselor wants a word with you

If you school, you'll love work
Resign yourself to a job you'll
Get a but keep it in the garage
Shove yourself a slot

Despise your ideas your boss knows
We all do what we want to do
Always settle for you're told to expect
Do not take chances you might

And you don't want to out the hard way
How our treats
The
The ones who make

Bad
Bad
Homeless
hospitals, murder

Born on the cutting room
Die in the bin by the door, hypothermia of the
Why do people chase so useless toys
In search of the perfect sitter?

For just 19.95 and just thirteen out of your busy day
You could have the rich experience of parenthood
Without the of the real thing

It's called Video
From Creative Programming
Offering all of the
And of the commitment

I am calendar, there is no escape
I am why you're so to respect yourself
I led you down garden after path
With on a stick
I'll let you but never embrace

Peek in the wrong
I it on your fingers
Go back, adventure is not
Go back, not

I leave you
and afraid
Never enough
Never enough

To out for something better
Than the grind you call life

The hatch of your hamster cage is
But guess who waits outside the door
on your treadmill
Keep running on that wire

Briefcase in
rains down just out of reach
You'll burn out soon
It's all part of the

you're no longer useful
You can retire
To the factory of your choice
at last to scratch your head
Wondering happened

how time flew
Right you
Free at last to what happened
Free at last, I bid you

On your own, to to die
On your own, to to die
On your own, to to die
On your own, to to die