Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then I about things
That Ive seen right in of me
That I dont wanna
Gimme one of these

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

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

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

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

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

Not far off, on a cop car
In the hall with a
Sipping liquor in the bar
Everyone to the frontline, lunchtimes canceled

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

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

We our own Cider House Rules
To keep alive rituals prove their worth
for systems we can trust
Rhythms we can into

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

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

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

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

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

We'll find another you
Despite the life of we knew
These lightning times are
Who cant count the that punished through?

The bonds we thought would never
And never will and never change and 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

that trace instructions
For descendants in the on the run
(Underneath the veil)
Failures we to occur
And bring redemption for our
(In the lines)
In between the

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

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