Luyện nghe bài hát 5 vs. 7

Gone down and out feels like sinkin'
With a sense of direction it comes down
And the sky's gone dark, the streets are
And the howlin' wind comes blowin' the neon towns

And on sweepin' the land
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 but deny the pressure
Side by side with fools feelin' like a King
You're just a pawn moved in a massive tester
But you your part real, well so you, don't feel a thing

And on over the land
Yeah, the shit is 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 your way
My been down for treason
And no, there ain't no few
It's comin' by the minute
sad but you're in it too

Heart's black, the sky is fallin'
up outside the transplantation camp
Time's up, coyote's
Debris being left as
For the waiting

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

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