Luyện nghe bài hát Invalid

I Don't Believe That We Can
Of An Afterlife Meant To Be Perceived
Catastrophes, Calamities,
Everyone Loves A

But There's Guns, There's Guns Guns
Pointed At Our Head Every Time We Close Our
But What Are We, Folk
To Do About Bakery Full Of Lies

We Don't Need No One To Out The Lights For Us
We Go To Sleep
Catastrophes, In Our Dreams
We Dream We Like To Dream About Tragedy And Afterlife
A Reality, A Tragedy, A Catastrophe

My Life Is Only Just Pretend
And Dreams Are Only You Make Of Them
And Themes Are Reoccurring So
If I Were Wise I'd See A

We Don't Need No One To Out The Lights For Us
Arguing Things That Have Never Been
The Mail Was Empty, The Books Were

Progress By Arrogance
Inquiries Made In Present
Future Stars Be Twice As Dense As Ours
Twice As As Ours

Repetition Shoved Down My
Answers By Anecdote
Sonnets Were Never Wrote At All
Never At All

And It My Life Is Only Just Pretend
And Dreams Are Only You Make Of Them
And Themes Are So Often
If I Were I'd See A Trend

One, Two, Three,

Progress By Arrogance
Inquiries Made In Tense
Future Stars Be Twice As Dense As Ours
Twice As Dense As

We Don't Need No One To Out The Lights For Us
Arguing Things That Have Never Been
The Mail Was Empty, The Books Unread

We Need No One To Turn Out The Lights For Us
How Can You Sleep At A Like This
The Answer Was Pointless, The Question
To Err While Conscious The A Mistake
How Can I To Stay Awake