Luyện nghe bài hát Stockholm Syndrome

Welcome to the of fake reality
you can never believe what you hear
Or what you see
It's the coliseum at the annual games
With the Emperor being entertained

A of the wrists that will seal your fate
A flick of the wrists that will your fate

A flick of the wrist and through
And there's no telling what they do
Now they've captured your
Oh, you're control

captured your soul
And they give it back 'til you plead

Setting agendas and fashions which must be
their stories and lies they decide the way you're portrayed
You only see what they want you to see and else
You only see they want you to see and nothing else

A of the wrist and you're through
And there's no what they might do
Now they've captured soul
Oh, you're under

They've captured your
And they won't it back 'til you plead

Nothing ever happens, so why are you
Nothing happens, so why are you watching
Nothing ever happens, so why are you
ever happens, so why are you watching

They've captured your soul and they won't it back
No won't give it back, no they won't give it back