Luyện nghe bài hát Imitation Is The Sincerest Form Of Battery

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

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

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

To be shown the of hope
For which your are responsible

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

My job here is
My job is done
You're welcome

the accolade the candid acclaim
Inspiration is its loss
Regurgitate or a theory on modern art
You've been fooled again, the red a joke

I've tried so to tell you
That I've the well dry
But no word

Stay wistful and
The are banking on oblivion
In the of embittered hope
And we're sold by the way wrote it

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

My job is done
My job here is

It is better to
Than to create what is
So the picture will not be
Get out of