Luyện nghe bài hát Target Audience (narcissus Narcosis)

Am I sorry sky black
Put your knives in babies
Am I you killed the Kennedys and Huxley too?

But I'm Shakespeare was your scapegoat
And apples sticking into my throat
your Sunday smiles are rusty nails
And your crucifixion commercials
But I'm a pitiful anonymous

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

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

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

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

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

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

I see all the young
Your target
I see all the old
We all just sing song

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