Luyện nghe bài hát Brixton

Started off as I fall in a of flame
Burning out on sentiment, it's all in vain
Shot 44 caliber words with aim
You killed the heart but you left the brain

Devastated and I hate it, see your are insane
and dissipated building just like rust on a chain drained
Dislocated in the things you say
You killed the heart but you left the brain

Your words are me sick
No more lies, enough with rhetoric

Whoa, what you got to
Whoa, dead inside
a wonderful lie
Don't you feel

Whoa, what you got to
Whoa, you're dead
What a lie
Don't you feel

Cut away, cut it all now
Cut away, cut it all now
Cut away, cut it all now

Cut me off at the pass, as a
Crashing down from your promises, all fake
Shot your 44 caliber words aim
You might've killed the heart but you the brain

Formulated and I'm fated to the pain
Wave of generated from the edge of a blade
Feigned, fabricated echo in the you say
You might have the heart but you left the brain

words are making me sick
No more lies, enough with rhetoric

Whoa, what you got to
Whoa, dead inside
What a lie
you feel alive?

Whoa, what you got to
Whoa, you're inside
What a lie
Don't you feel

all the lights off, tell me what you want from me
Take my and my energy
Turning you heart off came about so
It's not enough but plenty

Bleed in the black out, said that you'd be for me
Now you're gone and we're
Screaming your lungs out, say you want best for me
it up, you abandoned me

Whoa, you got to hide?
Whoa, dead inside
What a lie
Don't you alive?

Whoa, what you got to
Whoa, you're dead
What a lie
you feel alive?

Cut away, cut it all now
Cut away, cut it all now
Cut away, cut it all now