Luyện nghe bài hát Imitation Is The Sincerest Form Of Battery

Don't try to
You're with us
are made
Accommodations met

words are encoded
In the bleak of the mob
Praise apocrypha, omitted
To us of guilt but not of our sin

We've discourse at the feet
Of clever turn of phrase
Now you owe it to us
We to be taken aback

To be shown the revival of
For which your words are

Oh, the end of the line
I'm cornered by a
The public eye

My job here is
My job here is
fucking welcome

Retract the accolade the candid
is cutting its loss
Regurgitate headlines or a on modern art
You've been again, the red herrings a joke

tried so hard to tell you
That tapped the well dry
But there's no

wistful and young
The affected are on oblivion
In the drone of hope
And we're by the way they wrote it

Oh, it's the end of the
I'm by a precedent
The public eye

My job is done
My job here is

It is better to
Than to create is meaningless
So the picture not be finished
Get out of