Luyện nghe bài hát Pssyche

You're alone in the pack, you're feeling like you go home
You're feeling life's but you keep on going, the reason is there
You find it till you've been and gone because you're living a hoax
got you sussed

Dull your brain or inspiration
You feel illusion and you finally say transfer
Transform a machine to play with your
So you can stand back and watch or take part and

If you don't know the game, then still part of it
Because out on the streets, it's to see the show
Knowing full well you're on the range
Dodge the bullets or the gun, the choice is yours

at the controller, a Nazi with a social degree
A middle-class hero, a rapist with eyes on me
Increase your masturbation, cheers for the Nazi
You fuck, you'd out spastics if you had the chance
But Jesus like it, no