Luyện nghe bài hát Machines

When hum your dreams
A plastic scene in the magazines
I was never good at blindfolded
themes, my tongue it wreaks
But blinded by the bottle and by screams
Are two things?
When cross on corners
red to green the lights will bleed

When machines hum dreams

I sift the sands of conflict, to hear the birds
Two weeks and Im calling a
So stone the sinner, stone the thief
In
cry for me, Im weak
The souls of the sea and play make-believe
For a marine, a seed, to grow, to leave, to see

Im not the disease
never last.