Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

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

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

But what if caught?
They said Im a
Shot at the check
with his throat slit

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

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

And my lips percussion
And my become the rage
And I pound on table
Till it me something to say

Then I think about
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 just a fence across the
That already ready to walk
Rock solid footsteps, let em put up
And prove that it isnt possible, fuck

We dont em any weight
True liberty and at stake
Peace will become pass
Live my life until my day

It was eight in the bat cave
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
Sipping in the rock bar
climb to the frontline, lunchtimes canceled

All hands on to pull, survivors from the landfill
Onlookers, passers-by brush off your
Shake off rubble
Break from your standstill

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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