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

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

We are of the damned,
without a soul...
creatures the land,
devil's toys in world.

of the damned
the prozac's

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

of the damned

The hate from inside
and your soul is of wrath.
You describe your feelings,
the will never stop.
waves of anger,
you all the control.
It is time to some bones,
start to kill all.
A war inside head,
a smashing your soul,
you will fight your death.
The must be won.
Can you see how stupid was life?
Pleasure, moneyand just will take you to death.
Came on take pill, drink another bottle,
the doors are for your eternal and last drink.