Luyện nghe bài hát 21st Century Breakdown

Born Nixon I was raised in hell
A welfare child where the dwelled
The last one born, and the one to run
My town was blind refinery sun

My is zero
I never made it as a working class

21st century
I was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the 20th century

I was made of poison and
is what I understood
Video games to the fall
security could kill us all

My generation is
I never made it as a working class

21st breakdown
I once was lost but was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the 20th century

We are the class of, the of 13
in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the
Raised by the of 1969

My is no one
The lost son
on the 4th of July

Raised in the era of and cons
That me for dead or alive

I am a
A of pride
My to the status quo

The scars on my
And the to an end
Is all that I to show

I swallowed my
And I choked on my
I've given my heart and my
I've my fingers
And through my teeth
The pillar of damage

been to the edge
And I've the bouquet
Of flowers over from the grave
I sat in the room
Wasting my
And waiting for Day

I praise
The "freedom to obey"
Is the song that me
Well don't the line

Oh dream, America,
I even sleep
the light's early dawn

Oh scream, America,
what you see
From heroes and