Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Your Clock

I am clock
I am your
I am your mechanical bride
is done without my approval

I own you, I own you
I decide how long you
And how much
You are allowed

I what you desire
I deny you time to
I am the mirror, constant
That and shadows you wherever you go

And blocks out the
At the end of every you try
Be on
Be on

Always like you're always late
Always like you're always late
And more scolding and punishment

Do not
Do not
Do not fall
Wings are flapping right you

You know what's coming
As I swoop down like a owl
And sink my talons into your
And drag you to square one again

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

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

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

First we form our habits then form us
We dress up as someone every day
houses, fireplace surprises
What tastes best the witches let you have

These days a baby
Is what having a BMW used to be
While they're
Play these new age

To subliminal messages
I like mom, I school
I like to study, I like

I am the school 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
orders

Obey is put in front of you
Imagination is the sin
You can't be creative the rest of life
Your counselor wants a word you

If you school, you'll love work
Resign yourself to a job you'll
Get a hobby but keep it in the
Shove yourself into a

Despise your ideas your knows best
We all do what we want to do
settle for what you're told to expect
Do not chances you might fail

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

Bad
Bad
Homeless
hospitals, murder

Born on the room floor
Die in the bin by the door, of the spirit
Why do chase so many useless toys
In of the perfect baby sitter?

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

It's called Baby
From Programming Incorporated
Offering all of the
And of the commitment

I am your calendar, is no escape
I am why you're so afraid to respect
I led you down garden after path
carrots on a stick
I'll let you taste but embrace

in the wrong door
I it on your fingers
Go back, is not allowed
Go back, not

I you exhausted
and afraid
Never bounty
enough nerve

To out for something better
Than the grind you call life

The hatch of your hamster is open
But guess who just outside the door
Stay on treadmill
Keep on that wire wheel

in hand
Money down just out of reach
You'll out soon enough
all part of the plan

When you're no useful
You can finally
To the glue factory of choice
Free at to scratch your head
what happened

Find how flew
past you
Free at last to wonder happened
at last, I bid you goodbye

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