Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoners

1]
We up in a bed of sin
And up at the ceiling as high as the sky
Like our way to fly
chasing a reason to exist
But can't to escape the loneliness
Running in circles happiness

With houses made of
Controlled by we own
We follow what we're
Fit into the mold
Is what we need to breathe
Or are we just our disease

2]
We lost sight of what we touch
We it all but can't remember how to love
I'm open with an empty
And we shall grieve we start
We wonder why we feel empty
Why a hunger that we can't satisfy
A lonely world a bad design
You your time on an endless climb

With made of gold
by what we own
We follow what told
Fit right the mold
Is this we need to breathe
Or are we feeding our disease

Prisoners of a war
with a double edged sword
We could be
If we stop our disease

We stand on top of the
But still there's ground
We on top of the world
When all is
We at the top of the world, alone

With houses made of
Controlled by we own
We follow we're told
Fit right into the
Is this we need to breathe
Or are we just our disease

Prisoners of a war
Fighting with a double edged
We be free
If we stop feeding our