Luyện nghe bài hát Army Of The Damned (The Prozac's Generation)

Sometimes you think that your is sick
and is going bad.
You can't support the in your head.
There is of tormentsin your heart,
let me say
You are not in this journey.
We can easily your laments,
'cause we are in suffering.

We are of the damned,
without a soul...
creatures the land,
toys in this world.

Army of the
the generation

You have no of what to do now,
regretfull of you've done in the past,
afraid of what is for you tomorrow.
(choice) always seem to be the best.

Army of the

The hate from inside
and your is burning of wrath.
You can't your feelings,
the will never stop.
waves of anger,
you all the control.
It is time to crush bones,
start to them all.
A war your head,
a storm smashing soul,
you fight until your death.
The genocide be won.
Can you see how was your life?
Pleasure, moneyand everything just will you to death.
Came on take another pill, drink bottle,
the doors are open for eternal and last drink.