Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then I about things
That Ive right in front of me
That I wanna believe
Gimme one of mikes

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We write our own Cider House
To keep alive that prove their worth
for systems we can trust
Rhythms we can lock

This is madness, salvage can't bandage
Hope, when its or broken compassion
Not enough in the van
When is collapsing, our mode of action

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

Just ballast for sadness, lives
Are standard fare for cameras and 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 mother
Child drowned, another silenced
Solitude, another kind of
I you, another strung along

in action
Another page is blackened
Turned, to ashes
Dust off the flags and the

never find another you
Despite the life of we knew
lightning times are trouble
Who count the strikes that punished through?

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

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

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