Luyện nghe bài hát A Letter From God

This is a beehive
Its and unfortunately simple
One million tree streets
With branches haunting arms

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

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

What have you
How you numb yourself next?
Righteousness, you've built a prison
How I wish you were all as smart as you to think you are
You filthy rats what have you
Eat, fight, fuck and sleep, now fill in the

I am floating in
I am for survivors
I am looking for just like you
I am watching the mirrors, I spit on my own
Anger is like at your own jokes
When we what we claim to hate

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

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

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