🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Telekinesis - Lemon Demon

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