Luyện nghe bài hát Delusion Pandemic

Allocate future to the delegates
Relegate your muses to the
Long apron stings that end in hooks
deep, written off, and on the books
Ripped off, a weak culture
Disposable, nothing's built to
dogs, a bleak cognitive future
Ineptitude is reaching mass
A generation of
You are being by the wolves
A of mockingbirds
yourself to the wolves
This is the rise of our
Fucked up and
This is the of our demise
You paint a target right your eyes
Collateral in the aggregates
Structural of duplicates
of illusion, clouded perspectives
Terrorized and end game objectives
Locked out, a stiff tactical
A victim complex now
Blocked ground, a swift statistical
of the self-made weak
A generation of
You are being by the wolves
A of mockingbirds
Feeding to the wolves
This is the rise of our
up and uncivilized
This is the rise of our
You a target right between your eyes
Now it's the moment that can change
You are completely responsible for own life
And no one it's coming to you from yourself
So stop blaming your problems or any or else
It not matter one tiny fucking bit
How unfair you think the is, it's only what you do
here, right now
Right this fucking instant matters
your choice to
Sink or
or swim
Sink or
Sink or

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