Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

Born in the flood, finger-paint sets
Black marketed fresh water canons, me not
Epitaph, airbrush with
White T's, wife beaters, button up, flesh

In between the lines, of the law
the veil we dig our foundations
We navigate the globe trying to a pattern to break the mold
With a to feed theres nowhere we wont go

But if were caught?
said Im a snitch
Shot at the check
Found his throat slit

Theres paint on the teleprompter
(But if were caught?)
Anchorman screams that hes a monster
(They Im a snitch)
Mayday, theres on his shirt
(Shot at the point)
Mayday, say that hes gone berserk

Sometimes, when I wanna shut out world
rip up this page
Wanna out this heart
Wanna get up on stage

And my lips become
And my fists become the
And I on this table
Till it gives me to say

I think about things
That Ive seen right in of me
That I dont believe
Gimme one of mikes

Let me let em the way that it is
Is not how its be
Not if we let em get ahead of us
The tensions, no threat

Its just a fence the path
That we're already ready to
Rock footsteps, let em put up obstacles
And prove that it isnt possible, that

We dont give em any
liberty and freedoms at stake
Peace will never pass
my life until my last day

It was half-past in the bat cave
When the cracks in the plaster
And way to gaps in the pavement
Mayday,

Put it on
For the and messengers
this is a disaster
Where the fuck are the workers?

Not far off, on a cop car
In the with a Pop-Tart
Sipping in the rock bar
Everyone climb to the frontline, lunchtimes

All on deck to pull, survivors from the landfill
Onlookers, brush off your shoulders
Shake off that
Break from your standstill

Signs of a better world, we understand
Failures we expected to
And bring redemption for our
(In the lines, outside of the law)
Safety the crowds in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)

We write our own House Rules
To keep alive rituals that prove their
for systems we can trust
Rhythms we can into

This is madness, salvage teams bandage
Hope, when its or broken compassion
Not enough in the van
world is collapsing, our mode of action

Broadcast through the glass, all we can
Donate with the plastic scraps the salad
Hoping to balance, invalidated
And on 4:3 aspects

Just ballast for sadness, shattered
Are standard fare for cameras and channels
No abracadabras, no answers or mantras for disasters
or plastered, we got it all backwards
Do you know the you're backing?

Its another man down, another mother
drowned, another silenced song
Solitude, kind of strong
I you, another strung along

Missing in
page is blackened burned
Turned, ashes to
off the flags and the caskets

We'll never find you
Despite the life of we knew
These times are trouble
Who cant count the strikes punished through?

The bonds we thought would never
And never will and change and never fade
But the rage
Of you to their mistakes

In between the
(Signs of a the movement)
Refuge the crowd
(Outside of the law)
Causes we

Hands trace instructions
For in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)
we expected to occur
And bring redemption for our
(In the lines)
In the lines

In between the lines, of the law
the veil
In between the lines, of the law
Underneath the

In between the lines, of the law
Underneath the
(We our foundations)
In between the lines, of the law
In the lines