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 can't seem to escape the
Running in circles around

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

2]
We lost sight of we can't touch
We lost it all but remember how to love
I'm open with an heart
And we shall until we start
We wonder why we feel inside
Why there's a hunger that we satisfy
A world with a bad design
You waste your on an endless climb

With houses of gold
by what we own
We follow what told
Fit into the mold
Is this what we need to
Or are we just feeding our

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

We on top of the world
But there's hollow ground
We on top of the world
all is wrong
We stand at the top of the world,

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

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