Luyện nghe bài hát Stockholm Syndrome

Welcome to the of fake reality
Where you can believe what you hear
Or believe you see
like the coliseum at the annual games
With the Roman being entertained

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

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

They've captured soul
And they won't give it back 'til you

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

A flick of the wrist and you're
And there's no telling they might do
Now captured your soul
Oh, you're control

They've your soul
And they won't it back 'til you plead

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

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