Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Your Clock

I am clock
I am your
I am your mechanical bride
is done without my approval

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

I what you desire
I deny you time to
I am the mirror, humiliation
That and shadows you wherever you go

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

Always feel like always late
feel like you're always late
And need more scolding and

Do not
Do not
Do not fall
Wings are flapping behind you

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

The pain gets a little every time
Crash, crumple, crash,
Do not go, do not collect
dignity and your self respect

Give up, over
Give up, it's
No time allowed to try something you
The bills all due yesterday

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

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

These days a baby
Is what having a BMW used to be
While they're
these new age cassettes

To transmit subliminal
I mom, I like school
I like to study, I rule

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

This is what happens to and girls
Whose is messy
Be neat like the
orders

Obey is put in front of you
is the ultimate sin
You can't be creative the rest of life
Your counselor wants a with you

If you liked school, you'll love
yourself to a job you'll hate
Get a hobby but keep it in the
Shove yourself a slot

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

And you don't to find out the hard way
How our society
The
The ones who mistakes

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 many toys
In of the perfect baby sitter?

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

It's called Baby
From Programming Incorporated
Offering all of the
And none of the

I am your calendar, is no escape
I am why you're so afraid to yourself
I led you garden path after path
With carrots on a
I'll let you taste but never

in the wrong door
I slam it on your
Go back, is not allowed
Go back, not

I leave you
Henpecked and
Never enough
Never enough

To out for something better
Than the you call your life

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

Briefcase in
Money down just out of reach
You'll out soon enough
all part of the plan

When you're no longer
You can finally
To the glue of your choice
at last to scratch your head
Wondering what

Find how time
past you
Free at last to wonder what
at last, I bid you goodbye

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