Luyện nghe bài hát The Noose

I've tried writing this now,
Several before,
When the over and,
The is no more,
I'll tell you now living has become somewhat a chore,
And following their rules is such a God bore,
Now I say God I'm programmed,
But I in none,
I see no and I see no Holy Sons,
And if I'm wrong than strike me down and break breathing lungs,
Just take the words them back upon my evil tongue,
I've seen arm eachother like it's second nature,
Some just wanna the world burn,
And bang the drums,
And that is why the music and the rhythm live on,
has a melody and death is like a song,

I sing, out to the rafter's I sing,
this little chapter and I think,
This is a disaster and it stings,
I'm to find a way to just sing,
Sing out to the I sing,
this little chapter and I think,
This is a disaster and it stings,
You see I'm trying to a way out,

a world, what a world,
I'm hanging up the now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end

I went to visit soldiers out on Camp Pendelton,
And the cause of the limbs it mean there's no love like Wimbledon,
they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen,
I'm thinking that the enemy away their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling,
is now gone unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan,
The war if you win a they have no remorse at any minute bam,
fucked off while we're chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked off,
Know our family is grieving 'cause war is recieving their peeps and they crying their off,
why I get so much,
When a bust,
Why we got it so good it's so rough,
For the soldiers who,
Do what they're told to do,
Damn, do what exactly what told to do,
they're country and uphold the crew,
But my one and only soul for you,
That's a of a job description,
I don't know if my God's this one,
But I its the laws of sick men,
out youngin's and they fall the victim,
Of an evil plan,
why I be saying dwamn,
'Cause on 9/11 I realized our fate is man's hands,

What a world, a world,
I'm hanging up the now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm hangin up the now,
for the end

When I see how my loved ones left,
I how long I would I would fight,
I wonder if I give in and let the reaper lead me into night,
See I got too pride left,
My died to early,
Reaching for moments more but instead the cancer in her took it from me,
We drift, like two ships in the roughest of seas,
why this moments precious yet I'm too distant to feel it complete,
See these days I so disconnected,
It gets harder to to my knees,
I guess that's a side effect of living in XYZ,
Obsessed with pain and grief man I wish we kids again,
were simpler than 90s incidents,
Got me losing friends to the hands of men, fast,
Faster than speeding bullets whizzing alley ways,
Abruptly I'm waking up from haze,
But only to realize the world changed,
of ya'll not even fazed,
Y'all it's the way we been raised?
Fuck it I'm sinkin back in this haze,
'Cause turn out to be my last today,
With a hope and a put a rope in the air,
But I'm too scared,
Chokin from the pressure I rock this chest,
Swing and forth and tempt death with a blank stare,

a world, what a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm hangin up the now,
for the end