Luyện nghe bài hát Metal Fingers

Stand and and walk across the water.
Peel the cover the city.
Watch its insides twitch and and rotate endlessly.
Sinking. Moving beneath the water.
of other worlds exist.
Soon we'll tear them open.
enough we'll break them too.

Swimming. concrete eat the ocean.
fingers scrape the skies.
The windows look like Christmas from out here.
Floating. clouds. They're slowly fading.
Blending in with skies.
we'll manufacture replicas.
all replaceable.

From the sky, the tracks look like stitches.
Like they're holding the world together; like blow any minute.
And I've got another thought keep to myself.
Until the skeletons walk free. Until the make-up all off.
There's nothing new to discover, there's new to invent.
There's nothing new to think hasn't been thought of before.
And there's nothing to believe we already forgotten.
There's nothing left, nothing new, there's nothing
No, no, no, no.
And I've got another dream I'll to myself.
Until the tyrants are dead and the are swallowed whole.
And got a bottle I can aim at the center,
Full of letters, as a kid, I'd meant to send.
We'd our minds and change the world.
fix the past and pave the way.
But now we're fresh out of heroes; now run dry on hope.
There are no in technology: just quick fixes.
And holes, within holes, within holes, you.
And a to hang my head, and convince myself there is no difference.