Luyện nghe bài hát Rousseau

They're of you
Beneath the now
Tampering the levers
You their drones
Indistinct
The red black
The red black.
Indistinct
The drones are
The drones are
Man is easy now.
Arrested day. n grey.
Man I read somehow,
Once he was full. He's now.
Is a part of my soul today?
Is it hid under the pillow
lays?
Is it inside the dash
With the shitty comp.
Something's wrong my soul.
( I do not belong in this and i want to returned to Earth)
They have to you
the ships now
Tampering the levers
The are near
The are near
Roomsick Man is now.
Arrested day. n grey.
Bedsick Man I somehow,
Once he was full. empty now.
Is a part of my soul today?
Is it hid under the pillow
lays?
Is it stuck the dash
With the comp. tapes?
Something's wrong my soul.
My heart from the outside.
(We run the drones)
And do anything to keep me inside
(We run the drones)
Cause I'm busy rocks
(I to run from the drones with you)
And I can barely you up.
(I to run from the drones with you)
But I can a faint disinterest
(I want to run from the drones and you...)
Although my are all fucked up.
(real good!)
Is a part of my soul today?
Is it hid under the where
Cleophus
Is it inside the dash
With the shitty comp.
Something's wrong my soul.
Is a of my soul asleep today?
Is it hid the pillow where
lays?
Is it inside the dash
With the shitty comp.
Something's with my soul.
Is a of my soul asleep today?
Is it hid the pillow where
lays?
Is it inside the dash
the shitty comp. tapes?
Something's with my soul.
Is a part of my soul today?
Is it hid under the where
Cleophus
Is it stuck the dash
With the shitty comp.
Something's wrong with my
Is a part of my soul today?
Is it hid under the where
Cleophus
Is it stuck inside the
With the comp. tapes?
Something's with my soul