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 the lines, outside of the law
Underneath the we dig our foundations
We navigate the globe trying to find a pattern to the mold
With a family to feed theres we wont go

But if were caught?
said Im a snitch
Shot at the point
Found with his slit

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

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

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

Then I think things
Ive seen right in front 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 tensions, no threat

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

We dont em any weight
True and freedoms at stake
Peace will become pass
Live my life my last day

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

Put it on
For the and messengers
Cause this is a
Where the fuck are the rescue

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

All on deck to pull, survivors from the landfill
Onlookers, passers-by off your shoulders
Shake off rubble
Break free from your

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

We our own Cider House Rules
To keep rituals that prove their worth
Search for we can trust
we can lock into

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

Broadcast through the glass, all we can
with the plastic scraps from the salad
Hoping to balance, emotions
And on 4:3 aspects

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

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

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

We'll never another you
Despite the life of love we
lightning times are trouble
Who cant count the strikes punished through?

The bonds we thought would break
And never and never change and never fade
But the rage
Of losing you to mistakes

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

Hands that instructions
For in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)
Failures we to occur
And bring redemption for our
(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 the lines, outside of the law
the veil
(We our foundations)
In the lines, outside of the law
In the lines