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

Back to sloth and sleeping
Self outburst, cringes
Thoughts gets rusty, hinges
Lost that box of clean

Stuck to the ceiling I'm in
Can't the notion I'm becoming you
The look from same as below
up for high, free dose of low

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

I wear on my sleeve at night
for substance
I lose control of my autonomic
Waiting for the
And I saw the rage burning in eyes
Your thoughts
me down, we'll get paralyzed
Around the winding
Hang on, on
Don't composure now
Hang on on
Feed the miracle
Don't be cynical
on, hang on
Don't composure now
on hang on
Girl don't be so
here let's get physical
Sinus
older
I like upon my shoulders

I live inside this cd
Tell your friends super creepy

out
A human
confused by
arrange and move
into no apparent meaning
eat this song ears are greedy
Cut out conversation, desperation, now
losing admiration, holding onto
What have I done, what I done?
That calls for attention?
What have I
have I done?
That keeps you on?

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