Luyện nghe bài hát Delusion Pandemic

Allocate future to the delegates
Relegate your to the surrogates
Long green apron stings that end in
Sunk deep, off, and on the books
Ripped off, a weak culture
Disposable, nothing's built to
Whipped dogs, a bleak future
Ineptitude is reaching mass
A of mockingbirds
You are being by the wolves
A of mockingbirds
Feeding yourself to the
This is the of our demise
Fucked up and
is the rise of our demise
You a target right between your eyes
Collateral in the aggregates
Structural of duplicates
of illusion, clouded perspectives
Terrorized delusions and end objectives
Locked out, a tactical suture
A complex now reality
Blocked ground, a swift maneuver
Persecution of the weak
A generation of
You are being herded by the
A generation of
Feeding to the wolves
is the rise of our demise
Fucked up and
This is the of our demise
You paint a target right between eyes
Now it's the moment everything can change
You are completely responsible for your own
And no one it's coming to save you from
So stop blaming your problems or any or else
It not matter one tiny fucking bit
How unfair you think the world is, it's only you do
here, right now
Right this fucking that matters
It's your to
Sink or
Sink or
Sink or
Sink or

It's imminent, the rise of your
or swim
It's all around, the rise of demise
Sink or