Luyện nghe bài hát Twelve

Facts on Einstein and his followers
This had to work, he was an man
All the equations were arranged
So he could a front-row seat now

And your is low
And conscience is

Burning a path for us to
Clothes draped on near the Emperor's gate now

And conscience is low
is low

But he couldn't find way
He searched for years but yet he couldn't find the
A bleeding afterbirth of what was
Still lurked in shadows and in every corner

Give me a call, give me a
Give me a call so I can you a lesson
me a call, give me a call
Give me a call so I can give you a reason to

And your is low
is low

Ninety
Two hundred and

Trickles the spines of those without their enemies
Real or not, the spine still it
So predictable but I you're that aware
That people will notice this

And your is low
is low

But he couldn't another way
(Give me a call)
He searched for years but yet he couldn't the answer
Give me a call, me a call
Give me a call so I can give you a reason to

And conscience is low
is low