Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Tell Me You Care

You shit-head got it alls
You crap-eyed ghosts with greasy
You wicked stabbing hard,
Grabbing while the good
Administrators smile
Dancing on the pile
your sly fingernails
Impaling flesh on
The decaying corpses you up
To position at the top

You slimy want it alls
You bind the as it crawls
And crush its head, the soft new
Burst its and keep it dull.
You own its mind, you thief
Grind it down bloodied teeth
And feed it up with pride...
through self-sacrifice
Not for themselves, but you, you
You raid the bodies of the

You shit-head slimy it alls
With dead meat as you walk
Don't of justice or respect
You shit soaked moralist...
What right is that others lives
Are yours to smash and and bind?
It's your security they bleed for
Your definitions they die for
You stack dead heroes with no more thought
Than some at their work

You slimy got it alls
Crap-eyes ghosts maggots crawl
Tired old jerk-offs with your
Those with forty-fives
You gutless automatic
Bullet dumbhead hookers
It's your failure they protect
you deny the shame of your neglect
All you can see is your brutal
And the dead and fear the mess

You greedy have it alls
You cheat and lie and
That your success is also
what you take you take for us
While your scrapes the living dry
And your are archaic battlecries

You meat eyesore death pushers
elsewhere for your arselickers...
The face that stares back the mirror
the reality of your horror
So tell me you care, shit-head
You betray the dead as you curse
Eat you own shit leader of nation
off to your Downing Street fortress
Leave us out of madness
Buy your own vaseline, your own arse
Shit in your own yard, suck your own turds...
THIS IS OUR

When you this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white normally, but strange like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just up shooting in vain,
Maybe someone hears what you say, but you're on your own at night.
got to make such a noise to understand the silence.
Screaming like a jackass, ringing so you can't hear the silence
when it's there - like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it, but not touched by it.