🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Telekinesis - Lemon Demon

 Nobody knows  true identity.
 For  we know I'm John F. Kennedy's
 love child  Nosferatu.
 We can't  but still we got to.
 Nobody knows  deep this mystery goes,
 but ancient caveman  shows:
 We're  descended from the same evil alien slime.
 And it's a  shade of gray.
 It makes the  eat away.
 Glass breaks and cow's milk 
  glows in the dark and it mutates turtles.
 Somebody told  something interesting.
 They  me the world is always tempesting
 round and around 
 I've  enough of that pseudo-Zen.
 Somebody else was watching from 
 screwing it  like a broken VCR.
 She thought that I  very insincere, because
 I rolled my eyes a bit  much.
 Am I really that  of touch?
  should I care about this?
 I'm not concerned with the things  miss.
 I don't see the point in not believing 
  you can taste like fear and cinnamon.
 Sadly this hasn't  me anything but dread and gluttony.
 Under the ground is where  wanna go.
 Surely there is a way, but I dunno how to get 
 No one seems  know, actually, so
 I tried to  a garden spade,
 but it  very poorly made.
 It broke into so  pieces.
 It's times like these that  wish had
 Telekinesis...Telekinesis...Telekinesis