Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Machines

Ah,
It's to believe it
And it's to need it
But so wanted

Pretty
Expensive
I've been tricked into buying quite a of things
Yeah, and dreams
Urban ease, it means I was taunted
And you think you're a modern
You think that you can
Silent isolation, my
In the same place you get
Oh, sips are piling while my secrets escaped
In the skyline of hell there are no escapes

Punk songs, I that they were different
And I thought that they end it
No, no it was a
Well, the number of
And the number of beers dried out and accounted
For a number of
But days I fear that my window was just a reflection
Still, you think that you're not a
You think that you can
The institution, worshiping illusions
Things you thought you could
Oh, crowded loud and was my view from the pit
I was wild, I was weird, I was to it

One time, it's so easy the time
But this side of the shoreline, we've recovered

Pretty
routines
Butted and obstructed quite a of things
Believe me, it's harder to
These days it's to suffer
And you you're a modern person
Think you can watch something
And move on you
by side with doubt you
Listen to the world
Oh, starters over various meets
In the of hell where the tired retreat