Luyện nghe bài hát A Disruption in Our Lines of Influence

The are spent
chatting amongst the
of how it is outside,
not to mention greatest fears
like finding their children and naked
in battle for with crack fiends,
a substitute for love.

And no one notices disrupting the normal swing of things.
These are shaking.
The gloves are me.
Reaper's
This has weakened.
Now I everything.

What's all the commotion?
I there's nothing to see here.
You see it coming.

This is the part where the comes.
There's a dead man in the
we gotta him to the morgue.
He be here;
been blocking traffic for hours.
We can't find him his will

something's the normal swing of things.
institution
run efficiently.
Standard
Send the our regards.
it "deepest sympathies"

Sympathies: some for the weak.
I swallowed some and now I'm choking it up.
I refuse to say they
I win the all mixed up in my head,
On my head, On my head all those phonies were
I don't need
disappear.
Break it (repeated x9)
I don't this...
sympathy.
I need this.