Luyện nghe bài hát The Robot with Human Hair pt. 4

Back to sloth and binges
Self defeating outburst,
Thoughts rusty, creaky hinges
Lost box of clean syringes

Stuck to the I'm in view
Can't shake the I'm becoming you
The look from above as below
Sign up for high, dose of low

The Jig is up, I'm the one
Manipulate the ones I
Light my path, the beacon
Where's my
stop thinking

I wear soul on my sleeve at
for substance
I lose of my autonomic mind
Waiting for the
And I saw the rage in your eyes
Your thoughts
Follow me down, get paralyzed
the winding road
Hang on, on
Don't composure now
Hang on on
Feed the miracle
be fucking cynical
Hang on, on
lose composure now
Hang on on
don't be so difficult
Come let's get physical
pressure
Getting
I like weight my shoulders

Here I live inside cd
Tell friends he's super creepy

out
A simple
by words
arrange and them
into spaces no apparent
eat this song your ears are
Cut out conversation, desperation, now
losing admiration, holding onto
What I done, what have I done?
That calls for attention?
What have I
have I done?
That you hanging on?

I can turn it off
I can smile on a
I can make in him
The function in the