Luyện nghe bài hát Sleep Paralysis Or The Sound Of Something Trying Not To Make A Sound

It was around Sheffield where my conscious concedes
Fiction halts, the drugs to wear thin, oh
Colored obvious, the slid off it's tilt
up each night from the gravitational pull
What is the sound of something trying not to make a

So sick of all the same old shit, so spent on sick
Will wake up before it gets too late?
Ghost wrote in the middle of the night, chocking and
Will everybody wake up it gets too late?

Always afraid, afraid of what the may bring, oh
The last horse has finally crossed the line, yeah
and clever titles doesn't bring a clever song
This show has been downhill since season one
Just an open reading itself to sleep

So sick of all the same old shit, so spent on sick
Will everybody wake up it gets too late?
Undone in the middle of the night, stinkingly
Will everybody wake up before it gets too

So sick of all the same old shit, so spent on sick
Will everybody wake up before it gets too
Oh, so tired, oh, so
Will everybody wake up before it gets too