Luyện nghe bài hát Target Audience (narcissus Narcosis)

Am I sorry sky went
Put knives in babies backs?
Am I sorry you the Kennedys and Huxley too?

But I'm sorry was your scapegoat
And apples sticking into my throat
Sorry your Sunday are rusty nails
And your crucifixion failed
But I'm just a pitiful

And I see all the young
Your target
I see all the old
We all just their song

Am I just to be alive
Putting my in the beehive?
Am I sorry for booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine

I'm sorry you never check the bag in my head for a
And my halo was a needle
I'm sorry I saw a priest being beaten and I made a
But I'm a pitiful anonymous

And I see all the young
target audience
I see all the old
We all sing their song

I see all the believers
Your target
I see all the old
We all just their song
We all just sing song
We all just sing song

The valley of we are free
Your father's prison you see
The of death we are free
Your your prison you see

I see all the young
target audience
I see all the old
We all just sing their

just a copy of an imitation
You're a copy of an imitation