Luyện nghe bài hát Anatomy of a Scene

As the stand in ruins of cities
the play in ashes
deep
in our
our bags in overhead
so
we walk with the underneath our feet
these cocoons made of band-aids and foam
to the noises from bleeding in
we like our music and different to alienate the masses
run into the nightmare of self
we are what it to survive
into the night we fall as in paper planes
we race against this coming
out running this
to that we are alive and we're here to stay
we let go
our chance to say
our lives meant more
the air our are beating
our hearts are bleeding
we to the end
we're dancing on the edge of reason
pushing
as if the postman could be for treason
our canopy's in graffiti
with no parachute we'll crash and
burn
without your fire we'll burn
brilliantly a cause...