Luyện nghe bài hát Trust Me

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Is the sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh?
Or is the progress of process that's a natural quest?
Metal and the workings, dark and lurking in my
Branded neon red and blue flashes, the view from the is nice

I see Alice in Wonderland, I see malice in
Mouse to house, I am this land, the were without, Thumberland

Smoke to a karma coma, Jamaicans do yard and
Shake Bacardi's and Coke and make me and trust me
So much stuff and people, the future is not evil
The future is not fish and it's simple, efficient

Now things are costing nothing, is any of it good?
Come and love me, read my nothings, blogging river
Dead plant on the window ledge, shadows dance
Glint and blend, glance slow at the night outside, I'm God in the

Sound rumbles in 5.1 some corner to fight with guns
God in games but nothing in, trust me
Dub step, sweat, come get rubbed red
Play the play list, the play list

I see Alice in Wonderland, I see in Sunderland
House to house, I love this land, the without, it's Thumberland

Do the thing, joke it right, span the longings and the fights
For all the oil and the toil and the spoils of the
We are nothing if not nice, we are coughing if we are
Roll me up like a spliff, fuck that, roll me up and trust me

Why is so much noise? Reading info, buying toys
We all fear of company but we are anonymously
Enter shit on the internet, clashing people, chatting
But we are social sorts with the pleasing photo forward

Pass the love and back to me, walking down a madman's street
The music in my ears is fleeting, struggle to to the same beat
We are nothing if not nice, we have a pretty knife
Is the skyline up into pieces and broken steel and strife

Anything you tell me, yes, yes, I believe
But and I suspect, again and I will leave
burn a little heaven, roaming yearnings for Devon
Coburn '67, don't work for them, me

Dub step, run, red club sweat
Put up chests and freeze,
Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and steel and mesh?
Or is the progress of process that's a people quest?