Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

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

In between the lines, of the law
the veil 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 were
They Im a snitch
Shot at the check
Found with his throat

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

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

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

Then I think about
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 fence across the
That we're already ready to
Rock footsteps, let em put up obstacles
And prove that it isnt possible, that

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

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

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

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

All hands on deck to pull, from the landfill
Onlookers, passers-by brush off your
Shake off that
Break free from your

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

We write our own House Rules
To keep alive rituals that prove worth
Search for systems we can
Rhythms we can into

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

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

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

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

Missing in
page is blackened burned
Turned, ashes to
Dust off the and the caskets

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

The we thought would never break
And never will and never change and fade
But theres the
Of losing you to their

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

Hands trace instructions
For descendants in the on the run
(Underneath the veil)
Failures we expected to
And bring for our sins
(In the lines)
In between the

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

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