Luyện nghe bài hát In Remote Part/Scottish Fiction

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

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

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

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

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

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

Scottish friction, Scottish