Luyện nghe bài hát Running Through The Back Brain

Running through my in the morning
I think that what I'm is a warning
Messages are scrambled but urgent
Something in the cortex detergent

I it's coming clearer
I can see it in the
for a relapse
Clogging up the
Or is it just Cassandra

Killers in the are wearing striped pants
They are interfering with my
My brother and my joined the army
promise that they do not mean to harm me

Messages messages Persecution messages messages.....

Now it's growing
I can see the mirror
are getting stranger
warning me of
Or can it be I am merely tired?

There's a in my ears that will not die
And signals in the sky I can't
My eyes are melting and my are moving
And the words that I am hearing are not

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

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

I know they're trying to me
What can want to sell me?
The is undulating
My bones are soft and
Or I temporarily lost my bearing?

Every little is charged with meaning
Percentage bandits riding out of
Stuttering, shouting, crying, and
are waxing, now they're waning
I'm nearly out of
my elders and my betters
The Killer's faster
He tells me that my master
Or was he just me "the time please?"