Luyện nghe bài hát Book Of Flags

an iron surrounds you stinking like rotting lace.
your are waving dishonestly.
a plaything, so false so pleased, your flags are aching to bloom from distand grouds, drowning out every sound.
ten generations, ten-thousand nations reditributed like a and found.
we're our flags at home.
(you not child)
we're our flags indoors.
(you not child)
we're pulling from our clothes.
(you not child)
we're spending some alone.
(you not child)
your flag
(like it or not child)
first confession
(like it or not child)
calling out all guests
(like it or not child),
calling out all children.
i your system up.
i your system down.
i'm symptoms.
i your system.
look, now i'm with the whole damn town.
we wrapped flag up (they never want to be alone)
we your flag up tight (they never want to be alone)
we tucked your flag in (there's in the house tonight)
we kissed flag goodnight.
i the precious sounds, i miss the tender sounds, i miss the softer sounds.
i the underground.