Luyện nghe bài hát Running Through The Back Brain

Running my backbrain in the morning
I that what I'm getting 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 my larynx
My and my sister joined the army
They promise that they do not mean to me

Messages messages Persecution Persecution messages.....

Now it's growing
I can see the mirror
Sounds are stranger
me of danger
Or can it be that I am tired?

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

Breathing's getting
There's in the larder
The building's falling
Or the Sun is going
Or is it my paranioa?

I think that important information
me my future destination
Fragments of mysterious
Lend the game a complication

I know they're to tell me
What can they want to me?
The floor is
My bones are and aching
Or have I temporarily my bearing?

Every little is charged with meaning
bandits riding out of ealing
Stuttering, shouting, crying, and
Sentences are waxing, now waning
I'm out of letters
From my elders and my
The Killer's moving
He me that he's my master
Or was he asking me "the time please?"