Luyện nghe bài hát In Remote Part/Scottish Fiction

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

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

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

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

It isn't in the mirror, it isn't on the
It's a red 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

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

Scottish friction, Scottish