Luyện nghe bài hát Spaceotemporal

The frail of perception connect to no certainty.
There's no magnetism the truth,
you and me floating in our minds, in our galaxy,
searching for something to us through.
So disregard your biology if is too difficult for you.

(chorus)
Keep on onto this conception of your place.
on picturing yourself outside of time and space...
and see where gets you.

A moment you
try to lock your fleeing world into... some and sacred womb.
Safe to assume indifference to everything we do.
And are no signs anywhere that anything will turn and go your way,
and your time is escaping you,
no how desperately you want to stay.

(chorus)

You're grasping in thin air, an expression of no hope.
Keep by your codes,
your god only knows around your your arrogance is a fucking rope.

(chorus)

The soul is memory, just smart enough to see we're away,
and it's far too to know.
We're from our intellect each time we pray for more.
But if comforting, then true, so from the world.