Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

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

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

But what if were
said Im a snitch
Shot at the check
Found with his slit

spray paint on the teleprompter
(But what if caught?)
screams that hes seen a monster
(They Im a snitch)
Mayday, theres on his shirt
(Shot at the point)
Mayday, they say that hes gone

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

And my lips percussion
And my fists the rage
And I pound on this
Till it me something to say

I think about things
That Ive seen in front of me
I dont wanna believe
Gimme one of these

Let me let em know the way it is
Is not how its be
Not if we dont let em get of us
The present tensions, no

Its just a fence across the
That already ready to walk
solid footsteps, let em put up obstacles
And prove that it isnt possible, fuck

We dont em any weight
True liberty and freedoms at
Peace never become pass
my life until my last day

It was eight in the bat cave
the cracks in the plaster collapsed
And way to gaps in the pavement
Mayday,

Put it on
For the and messengers
Cause this is a
the fuck are the rescue workers?

Not far off, on a cop car
In the hall a Pop-Tart
Sipping liquor in the bar
climb to the frontline, lunchtimes canceled

All hands on deck to pull, from the landfill
Onlookers, brush off your shoulders
off that rubble
Break free your standstill

Signs of a world, causes we understand
Failures we to occur
And bring for our sins
(In the lines, outside of the law)
from the crowds in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)

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

This is madness, salvage teams bandage
Hope, its damaged or broken compassion
Not rope in the van
When world is collapsing, our of action

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

ballast for sadness, lives shattered
Are fare for cameras and channels stare
No abracadabras, no faster answers or mantras for
or plastered, we got it all backwards
Do you know the faction you're

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

in action
Another is blackened burned
Turned, ashes to
Dust off the and the caskets

We'll find another you
Despite the life of we knew
These lightning times are
Who cant count the strikes that through?

The bonds we thought would break
And never will and never change and 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 that trace
For descendants in the on the run
(Underneath the veil)
Failures we expected to
And redemption for our sins
(In the lines)
In the lines

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

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