Luyện nghe bài hát Synapse

Tomorrow is
by the speed of time
Imagine becomes where did it go
people
They shake and smile
I should introduce myself a slap

A nation of a million
Programmed by the mainline

and reason
How does it escape thoughts?
Half the truth enveloped in
Face with a vengeance
Shattered by an instant
A end to a hopeless life

A of a million fools
Programmed by the mainline

And then a chilling
The point of
Left in a of terror
Left to try myself
a gun to my head

In a grip of
a gun to my head
My spirit alone in a room
A bloody end to a life

And then a chilling
The point of
in a grip of terror
Left to try myself
a gun to my head