Luyện nghe bài hát 5 vs. 7

Gone down and out feels it's sinkin'
With a of direction it comes tumblin' down
And the sky's dark, the streets are stinkin'
And the howlin' wind comes through the neon towns

And on sweepin' over the
Yeah, the is aiming for the fan
And no, there ain't no few
It's comin' down by the
It's sad but in it, too

You play along but the pressure
Side by side fools you're feelin' like a King
You're just a pawn around in a massive tester
But you play your part real, well so you, don't feel a

And on sweepin' over the
Yeah, the is aiming for the fan
And no, there ain't no few
It's comin' by the minute
It's sad but in it, too

set like you had a reason
I could never walk way
My been down for treason
And no, ain't no chosen few
It's comin' by the minute
sad but you're in it too

Heart's gone black, the sky is
Piling up outside the camp
Time's up, calling
Debris being left as
For the waiting

And on over the land
Yeah, the is aiming for the fan
And no, ain't no chosen few
It's comin' down by the
sad but you're in it, too

Yeah, the street's a mess and the howlin'
Blows hard, the fallin' again
Ain't no jewels left in crown
With a sense of direction, it comes down