Luyện nghe bài hát Delusion Pandemic

Allocate your to the delegates
Relegate your muses to the
Long green apron that end in hooks
deep, written off, and on the books
Ripped off, a weak culture
Disposable, built to last
Whipped dogs, a cognitive future
is reaching critical mass
A of mockingbirds
You are herded by the wolves
A of mockingbirds
yourself to the wolves
This is the rise of our
Fucked up and
is the rise of our demise
You paint a target right your eyes
Collateral damage in the
Structural analysis of
of illusion, clouded perspectives
Terrorized and end game objectives
Locked out, a stiff tactical
A victim now reality
Blocked ground, a swift statistical
of the self-made weak
A generation of
You are being by the wolves
A generation of
Feeding to the wolves
is the rise of our demise
Fucked up and
is the rise of our demise
You paint a right between your eyes
Now it's the moment that everything can
You are completely responsible for your own
And no one it's coming to save you from
So stop blaming your or any or everything else
It does not matter one fucking bit
How unfair you think the world is, only what you do
Right here, now
Right this fucking that matters
It's your to
or swim
Sink or
or swim
Sink or

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