Luyện nghe bài hát Pulled Under At 2000 Metres A Second

Freedom is only a
waits at the edge of the distant horizon
And we are all strangers in global
Wanting and impossible heaven

Chasing the dream, as they out to sea
The mirage ahead says that they can be
Become lost in delusion their reason
on by the current of selfish ambition

Frightened ashamed and of the blame
The are screaming, the answers are hiding
The sickness is growing, condition
You can feel the disgust, and the confusion

Lying, insane, soaked in the rain
Draining the sky of the guilt and the
The nightmare is coming the clouds are

Pulled at two thousand metres a second

Clawing at walls that slip through my fingers
Darkness consuming, collapsing, and
paranoia seeped into the walls
And filled in the cracks with the calls

Shadows are forming heed of the warnings
Creeping at four in the morning
Lie to myself a brand new beginning
But I`m losing my in this fear of living
{of living, of

Freedom is a hallucination
That waits at the edge of the you go when you dream
Deep in the betrayal of feeling
The mistakes that I made tore my apart at the seems

Freedom is only a
waits at the edge of the places you go when you dream..

Freedom is a hallucination
That at the edge of the places you go when you dream
Deep in the reason of feeling
The mistakes that I made tore my conscience at the seems

Freedom is only a
That waits at the of the places you go when you dream..