🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Telekinesis - Lemon Demon

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