Luyện nghe bài hát Creating Something Out of Nothing, Only to Destroy It

Your eyes, your concrete
Cross crisscross my
Walking in patterns
Shoe your ammo, polish your metal
I need not your weapons
My war is not someone like you
A string of blood is not my own strings between
Increase and it will fall into place
A and my heart

So much so that it makes it's way through my throat giving me to speak
becomes my pistol
This becomes my of my time
sell out
It all to
This becomes your
war
Your are useless
the gun
gun
Like bringing a to a gun fight