Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

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

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

But if were caught?
They Im a snitch
Shot at the check
Found with his slit

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

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

And my lips percussion
And my fists the rage
And I on this table
it gives me something to say

Then I think things
That Ive seen in front of me
That I dont wanna
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 a fence across the path
That we're already to walk
Rock solid footsteps, let em put up
And that it isnt possible, fuck that

We dont give em any
True liberty and at stake
will never become pass
Live my life my last day

It was half-past eight in the bat
When the in the plaster collapsed
And gave way to gaps in the
Mayday,

Put it on
For the and messengers
Cause is a disaster
Where the are the rescue workers?

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

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

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

We write our own House Rules
To alive rituals that prove their worth
Search for systems we can
Rhythms we can lock

This is madness, salvage teams can't
Hope, when its damaged or compassion
Not rope in the van
When is collapsing, our mode of action

through the glass, all we can manage
Donate with the plastic from the salad
Hoping to balance, emotions
And staged on 4:3

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

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

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

We'll never find you
Despite the of love we knew
lightning times are trouble
Who cant count the strikes that punished

The bonds we would never break
And never will and change and never fade
But theres the
Of losing you to their

In the lines
(Signs of a the movement)
Refuge the crowd
(Outside of the law)
we understand

Hands that trace
For in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)
Failures we expected to
And bring for our sins
(In the lines)
In the lines

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

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