Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Your Clock

I am your
I am your
I am your shotgun bride
Nothing is without my approval

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

I decide you desire
I you time 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 always
Always feel like you're always
And more scolding and punishment

Do not
Do not
Do not fall
Wings are flapping right you

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

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

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, you're

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

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

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

I am the school who yelled at you
For not paying
And shamed you in front of the entire
And you around the room by the hair

is what happens to boys and girls
Whose penmanship is
Be neat the others
Follow

what is put in front of you
Imagination is the sin
You can't be creative the of your life
Your wants a word with you

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

Despise your your boss knows best
We can't all do what we to do
Always settle for you're told to expect
Do not take you might fail

And you want to find out the hard way
How our society
The
The who make mistakes

Bad
Bad
depression
Mental hospitals,

Born on the room floor
Die in the bin by the door, of the spirit
Why do chase so many useless toys
In search of the baby sitter?

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

It's called Video
From Programming Incorporated
all of the enjoyment
And none of the

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 taste but never

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

I you exhausted
and afraid
Never enough
enough nerve

To reach out for something
Than the you call your life

The hatch of your hamster is open
But who waits just outside the door
Stay on treadmill
Keep running on that wire

in hand
Money rains just out of reach
You'll burn out enough
It's all of the plan

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

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

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