Luyện nghe bài hát A Letter From God

This city is a
Its deadly and unfortunately
One million tree lined
With branches like arms

You've your revolution
sold your gift
The walking dead are all made up of plastic
The walking all force their smiles

Your are tombstones
Built on and self neglect
The windows your shadows fade

have you done?
How will you yourself next?
Righteousness, you've yourself a prison
How I wish you were all as smart as you like to you are
You filthy rats have you done?
Eat, fight, fuck and sleep, now in the blanks

I am in space
I am searching for
I am looking for answers like you
I am watching the mirrors, I on my own face
is like laughing at your own jokes
When we become we claim to hate

I tell you this one foot in the grave
Here is your cracker jack
This is your romance
Read it to your when you tuck them in...

Its all in the struggle my friend, its bullets and
Its that soft hum we all hear, but never quite
Your beauty is in your faults, spill your and share your scars
taking your life for granted
Be honest, be afraid, you can judge yourself
Be honest, be afraid, is personal
The is by your side not in the stars, put faith in your heart

That's it, I'm so I can hardly move
All of the have problems of their own
You always that I need you far more than you need me