Luyện nghe bài hát A Letter From God

This city is a
Its and unfortunately simple
One million lined streets
With branches haunting arms

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

Your houses are
Built on reservation and neglect
The windows watch shadows fade

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

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

I tell you with one foot in the grave
Here is your jack prize
is your American romance
Read it to your children when you tuck in...

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

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