🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Telekinesis - Lemon Demon

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