Luyện nghe bài hát Running Scared

The imaginary that we don't dare cross
That innocent that might be lost
That dangerous beast that inside
That public cry, that knowing
The at the top of the stairs
I'm scared

That fading youth that no trace
tick-tick-ticking that leaves no trace
That design, that self-destruct
That condescending who's out for blood
The dark at the top of the
I'm running

That twilight flash, that one-night
grand illusion, that radar scan
That piece by piece, bit by bit
electric whine by mechanical lips
The at the top of the stairs
I'm running