Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning

Inner sense in a stream
Another day faking
Alone, still an introspective lie
Cut adrift, in constant
never ending oceans

Bleeding cry, hands to the sky
Their was one of futility
I know man's lost in cosmic settings of
Just spinning, twisting, on...

my mind, I don't mind
the kind of lie to subdivide, petrify,

Manipulate your mind, you mind
the kind of lie to subdivide, petrify,

I will deny, I deny, I will deny all
These truths all yours
I them as mine

Manipulate my mind, I mind
the kind of lie to subdivide, petrify,

Man manipulates mind
they mind the kind of lie
to subdivide, petrify,

Spinning, twisting, on