Luyện nghe bài hát Leech

Tell stories to me
I'm to hear the things you've done and seen
Farfetched as may be
You strike a in me
Your ring of perjury
Construed with self theme

Suckin' on my your the teacher I'm the student
Turning things your story's not congruent
decoys pitiful excuses
Turning things
You're turning around, go

A manic stunning
I'm taking your taking me away
Into false reality
I know you comfort lies in lying to try to make life make sense
But you're not making
With your two cents,

on my brain your the teacher I'm the student
Turning around your story's not congruent
Tabloid pitiful excuses
Turning around
You're turning things

I'd say it aloud but I'm not
I see your head spin round and

Broken record talk
that needle back and forth on your mind
Wearing out lies
Like a dropped from an old oak tree
shade don't hide no sun from me
Fake stories me
graduation time, I love you like a mother

Suckin' on my your the teacher I'm the student
Turning things around your story's not
Tabloid pitiful excuses
things around
You're turning things

Yeah
You're things around
Yeah yeah

Yeah
You're turning things
Yeah yeah