Luyện nghe bài hát Anatomy of a Scene

As the they stand in ruins of
the children in ashes
knee
in our
our bags in overhead
so
we walk with the underneath our feet
inside cocoons made of band-aids and foam
to stop the noises from in
we like our music loud and different to the masses
run into the nightmare of self
we are what it takes to
into the night we fall as pilots in planes
we race against this coming
out this chance
to prove that we are alive and we're here to
we let go
our only to say
our lives meant something
the air our fists are
inside our are bleeding
we to the end
tonight we're dancing on the of reason
envelopes
as if the postman could be tried for
our canopy's in graffiti
with no parachute we'll and burn
baby
without your calming we'll burn
without a cause...