Luyện nghe bài hát Running Through The Back Brain

Running through my backbrain in the
I think that I'm getting is a warning
Messages are but they're urgent
Something in the cortex detergent

I think it's clearer
I can see it in the
Heading for a
up the synapse
Or is it Cassandra yawning?

Killers in the streets are striped pants
They are interfering with my
My brother and my joined the army
They promise that do not mean to harm me

Messages Persecution Persecution messages messages.....

Now it's growing
I can see the shimmer
are getting stranger
warning me of
Or can it be that I am merely

There's a roaring in my ears will not die
And signals in the sky I can't
My eyes are and my lips are moving
And the words I am hearing are not soothing

Breathing's getting
There's in the larder
The falling over
Or the Sun is nova
Or is it my old-fashioned

I that it's important information
giving me my future
Fragments of conversation
Lend the game a frightening

I know they're trying to me
What can they to sell me?
The floor is
My are soft and aching
Or have I temporarily lost my

Every little sound is with meaning
Percentage bandits out of ealing
Stuttering, shouting, crying, and
Sentences are waxing, now they're
I'm nearly out of
From my elders and my
The Killer's faster
He tells me that he's my
Or was he just me "the time please?"