Luyện nghe bài hát Stockholm Syndrome

Welcome to the world of reality
Where you can never believe what you
Or believe you see
It's like the coliseum at the annual
the Roman Emperor being entertained

A flick of the wrists that will your fate
A of the wrists that will seal your fate

A flick of the wrist and through
And there's no telling what might do
Now they've captured soul
Oh, you're under

captured your soul
And won't give it back 'til you plead

Setting agendas and fashions which be obeyed
With their stories and they decide the way you're portrayed
You only see what they you to see and nothing else
You only see what they want you to see and else

A flick of the and you're through
And there's no what they might do
Now they've captured soul
Oh, you're under

They've captured your
And they won't give it 'til you plead

ever happens, so why are you watching
Nothing ever happens, so why are you
Nothing ever happens, so why are you
Nothing happens, so why are you watching

They've captured your soul and they won't give it
No won't give it back, no they won't give it back