Luyện nghe bài hát Avalanche

Desperation on every corner
let the blues
restore order
are not bad men
they're in
they're your

A man shot dead while the world
the free, the police said
"a lived under my bed
and I was scared, I its legs"

These have no up or down
what the fuck keeps us hanging
in the barracks, behind the
we are the bird-song, we are the
back in the trees, words wrong
the climb and find us

Holding in our hands
a nurse was into their van
"an avalanche fell from your
you let it and bury you"

you hold them to account
they'll you out
just a bad taste in their

strangers
they're in
they're your
you back in your childhood
your fathers that won't make
they're in
they're your

When you hold to account
spit you out
just a bad taste in mouth