Luyện nghe bài hát In Remote Part/Scottish Fiction

In the beginning, there answers
Then they came and changed
All these and their answers seem to change

So wait 'til I find the remote part of your heart
Nowhere else let us choose a comfortable start

We stop in passing place
To the world move faster than we do
Watch it pass with our eyes closed the way we choose to

So I'll wait I find the remote part of your heart
When no where will let us choose a comfortable start
And if the breath between us smells of alcohol
We call it in the best way possible

It isn't in the mirror, it on the page
a red hearted vibration
Pushing through the of dark imagination
no equation
There's a red rage,
But not road rage
It's asylum seekers engulfed by a

Scottish friction, Scottish
It isn't in the castle, it isn't in the
a calling of the waters as they break to show
The new black death with aglow
Do you think security can keep you in purity
You not shake us off
or below

Scottish friction, friction