Luyện nghe bài hát In Remote Part/Scottish Fiction

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

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

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

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

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

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

Scottish friction, Scottish