Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

Born in the flood, bloody finger-paint
Black fresh water canons, forget 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 find a pattern to the mold
a family to feed theres nowhere we wont go

But what if caught?
They Im a snitch
at the check point
Found with his throat

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

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

And my become percussion
And my become the rage
And I pound on this
Till it gives me to say

Then I about things
That Ive seen right in of me
That I dont believe
one of these 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 present tensions, no

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

We dont em any weight
liberty and freedoms at stake
Peace will never become
Live my life my last day

It was eight in the bat cave
When the cracks in the collapsed
And gave way to gaps in the
Mayday,

Put it on
For the passengers and
Cause is a disaster
Where the fuck are the rescue

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

All hands on deck to pull, survivors from the
Onlookers, passers-by brush off shoulders
Shake off that
Break free from standstill

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

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

is madness, salvage teams can't bandage
Hope, when its damaged or broken
Not enough in the van
When world is collapsing, our mode of

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

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

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

in action
Another page is burned
Turned, ashes to
off the flags and the caskets

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

The bonds we thought would never
And never will and never change and never
But theres the
Of losing you to mistakes

In the lines
(Signs of a the movement)
Refuge from the
(Outside of the law)
Causes we

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

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

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