Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Songs

Dead are drowning out voices of compassion
a sigh, alright, alright
Deadlines are down
clocks keep ticking off dead time

Nothing hurts, moves, nothing stays
(No one and no one dreams)
Nothing matters when the dead play
(Reject the death)

When all the color fades
The is black and white

Dead breath T.V. sets fill the empty houses
With a dead white light, no surprise
checks, dead sex
Dead cigarettes flood the
In the dead of night, alright,

hurts, nothing moves, nothing stays
(No one and no one dreams)
Nothing matters when the dead songs
(Reject the death)

When all the fades away
The is black and white

There's a dead song on the tape
The strongest magnet wipe away
Singing, "It's alright" But it's not
Then on the back of your neck

A little voice you says
"When you dead songs, don't sing along, let it die"
Lift your small up and we'll stitch these cries into a choir
Our lonely notes form chords that the orchestra just divide