Luyện nghe bài hát Stockholm Syndrome

Welcome to the of fake reality
Where you can never believe you hear
Or what you see
It's like the coliseum at the games
With the Roman being entertained

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

A of the wrist and you're through
And no telling what they might do
Now they've captured your
Oh, under control

captured your soul
And they give it back 'til you plead

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

A flick of the and you're through
And there's no telling what they do
Now they've your soul
Oh, you're control

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

Nothing ever happens, so why are you
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 give it back
No they won't give it back, no they give it back