Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoners

1]
We up in a bed of sin
And up at the ceiling as high as the sky
it's our way to fly
We're a reason to exist
But seem to escape the loneliness
Running in circles happiness

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

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

With houses of gold
by what we own
We follow we're told
Fit into the mold
Is this what we to breathe
Or are we feeding our disease

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

We stand on top of the
But still hollow 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 what told
Fit right into the
Is this what we to breathe
Or are we feeding our disease

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