Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Your Clock

I am clock
I am religion
I am shotgun mechanical bride
is done without my approval

I own you, I own you
I how long you sleep
And how much
You are ever

I decide what you
I deny you to think
I am the mirror, humiliation
That follows and shadows you you go

And out the light
At the end of tunnel you try
Be on
Be on

Always feel like always late
feel like you're always late
And need more scolding and

Do not
Do not
Do not fall
are flapping right behind you

You what's coming next
As I swoop down a hungry owl
And my talons into your back
And drag you back to one again

The pain gets a little every time
Crash, crumple, crash,
Do not go, do not collect
Your and your self respect

Give up, over
up, it's over
No time allowed to try something you
The were all due yesterday

You've failed, you're
failed, you're through

First we form our habits then form us
We dress up as someone every day
Gingerbread houses, surprises
What tastes the witches won't let you have

These having a baby
Is like having a BMW used to be
they're asleep
Play these new age

To transmit subliminal
I like mom, I school
I like to study, I rule

I am the teacher who yelled at you
For not paying
And shamed you in front of the entire
And dragged you around the room by the

This is what to boys and girls
Whose penmanship is
Be like the others
Follow

Obey is put in front of you
Imagination is the sin
You be creative the rest of your life
Your wants a word with you

If you liked school, love work
Resign to a job you'll hate
Get a but keep it in the garage
Shove into a slot

Despise your ideas your boss best
We all do what we want to do
Always for what you're told to expect
Do not take you might fail

And you don't want to out the hard way
How our society
The
The ones who make

Bad
Bad
Homeless
hospitals, murder

Born on the cutting room
Die in the bin by the door, hypothermia of the
Why do people chase so many useless
In search of the perfect baby

For just 19.95 and just thirteen minutes out of your day
You could have the full rich of parenthood
the mess of the real thing

It's Video Baby
From Programming Incorporated
all of the enjoyment
And of the commitment

I am calendar, there is no escape
I am why you're so afraid to yourself
I led you down garden path after
With carrots on a
I'll let you taste but never

Peek in the door
I slam it on fingers
Go back, adventure is not
Go back, not

I leave you
Henpecked and
Never bounty
Never enough

To reach out for something
Than the you call your life

The of your hamster cage is open
But guess who just outside the door
on your treadmill
Keep running on that wire

Briefcase in
Money rains down out of reach
You'll out soon enough
It's all part of the

When no longer useful
You can retire
To the factory of your choice
Free at last to your head
Wondering happened

Find how flew
Right you
Free at last to wonder what
at last, I bid you goodbye

On your own, to to die
On own, to wait to die
On own, to wait to die
On own, to wait to die