Luyện nghe bài hát American Idle

As the tears welled up in my eyes, something hit me tore me up inside
Misled, deceived, we all out backs on those we should respect and send back home
This is not a game that should play
Blood spills on the ground and all our hands are now

I can't wipe them clean, I somehow responsible
In a time of disarray I wrote it off and said this feeling will fade
But to my dismay, I still feel
I take my duty seriously and now this feeling won't go away
It go away

"In time everything will be alright, he's no better the other guy"
Shame on me! The apathetic they want me to be
I'm a bad clich that too many of us
Blood spills on the gounr and all our hands are now

I make the same mistake again
learn to speak my mind
I'm never going down a fight