Luyện nghe bài hát Gigabyte Wars

Well, you never up, you just get older, carrying
all the familiar burdens with you, walking on
the streets on a night devoid of stars.
No one ever said it was to be just, you really
ought to know by now how She's all red in and claw;
after all, weren't you the one screaming for
In the gigabyte wars - round and we go,
beneath the vapour trails - up inside in a web of lies,
hostages of fortune and tales.
Well, you entered stage in and pain, gulped for air
and then you cried out - this is just the way it
that's Stupid again . . .
It's not the things that you fear that to get you,
But all the things you don't expect, face in a
drowning pool of desire, in the gigabyte wars . . .
Then comes the rain - seems to make the night grow hotter,
we listen to the drops as clatter on the roofs of the cars;
sometimes it seems like you're going to in this
conspiracy of noise - but though the they stretch to break-point,
still they hold, still they hold, and runs still in crimson streams
and dries like the earth - but still hold.
In the wars, once we were lost, then we were found;
once we were found - then we were again.
Get real, if a real exists - there's nothing more this,
out on nothingness . . .