Luyện nghe bài hát Running Through The Back Brain

Running through my backbrain in the
I that what I'm getting is a warning
are scrambled but they're urgent
Something in the cortex 'bout

I think it's coming
I can see it in the
Heading for a
up the synapse
Or is it Cassandra yawning?

Killers in the streets are wearing pants
They are interfering my larynx
My brother and my sister joined the
They promise they do not mean to harm me

Messages Persecution Persecution messages messages.....

Now growing dimmer
I can see the mirror
Sounds are stranger
warning me of
Or can it be that I am tired?

There's a roaring in my that will not die
And in the sky I can't identify
My are melting and my lips are moving
And the that I am hearing are not soothing

getting harder
There's in the larder
The building's falling
Or the Sun is nova
Or is it my old-fashioned

I that it's important information
giving me my future
Fragments of conversation
Lend the game a complication

I know they're trying to me
can they want to sell me?
The floor is
My are soft and aching
Or have I temporarily lost my

Every little sound is with meaning
bandits riding out of ealing
Stuttering, shouting, crying, and
Sentences are waxing, now they're
I'm nearly out of
my elders and my betters
The moving faster
He tells me that my master
Or was he asking me "the time please?"