Luyện nghe bài hát The Noose

I've tried this letter now,
Several before,
When the over and,
The is no more,
I'll you now that living has become somewhat a chore,
And their rules is such a God foresaken bore,
Now I say God I'm programmed,
But I in none,
I see no and I see no Holy Sons,
And if I'm wrong strike me down and break these breathing lungs,
Just take the reverse them back upon my evil tongue,
seen children arm eachother like it's second nature,
Some just watch the world burn,
And upon the drums,
And is why the music and the rhythm will live on,
Chaos has a and death is like a song,

I sing, sing out to the I sing,
Close this chapter and I think,
This is a disaster and it stings,
I'm to find a way to just sing,
out to the rafter's I sing,
Close this little and I think,
life is a disaster and it stings,
You see I'm to find a way out,

a world, what a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm hangin up the now,
for the end

I went to visit soldiers out on Camp Pendelton,
And the cause of the missing limbs it mean there's no love Wimbledon,
they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen,
I'm thinking that the enemy away their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling,
What is now gone unless they got money Forrest and Lt. Dan,
The war if you win a damn they have no at any minute bam,
That's fucked off while chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked off,
Know our family is grieving 'cause war is recieving their peeps and they their butts off,
why I get so much,
When a bust,
Why we got it so good 'cause so rough,
For the young who,
Do exactly what told to do,
Damn, do what exactly what they're to do,
they're country and uphold the crew,
But give my one and soul for you,
a hell of a job description,
I don't know if my God's this one,
But I guess its the laws of men,
out youngin's and they fall the victim,
Of an evil plan,
why I be saying dwamn,
'Cause on 9/11 I realized our is another man's hands,

What a world, a world,
I'm hanging up the now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm hangin up the now,
for the end

When I see how my ones have left,
I wonder how long I would I fight,
I wonder if I would give in and let the reaper lead me night,
See I got too much left,
My grandmother to early,
Reaching for moments more but instead the cancer in her lungs took it me,
We drift, naturally two ships in the roughest of seas,
That's why this moments yet I'm too distant to feel it complete,
See these I feel so disconnected,
It harder to drop to my knees,
I guess that's a side effect of living in XYZ,
Obsessed with pain and grief man I wish we kids again,
Things simpler than 90s incidents,
Got me losing friends to the hands of men, fast,
Faster than speeding bullets whizzing alley ways,
Abruptly I'm waking up this haze,
But only to realize the hasn't changed,
of ya'll not even fazed,
Y'all think it's the way we raised?
it I'm sinkin right back in this haze,
'Cause turn out to be my last today,
With a and a prayer put a rope in the air,
But I'm too scared,
Chokin from the will I rock this chest,
Swing and forth and tempt death with a blank stare,

a world, what a world,
I'm hanging up the now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end