Luyện nghe bài hát Dunsel

And the underworld's
Best kept
Saw it's own
I knew had finally changed
For or worse
as always

Midlife fires to burn
They down our worn protection
I take pictures from their frame
as always

With their hands that sold me
a price tag on my chest
Bit my tongue and my mouth
Tried to in with the rest
But I'm a square peg, I'm a sore

And it seems to me this
Kills the life and
It deepen industry

All songs sound so damn good
Even if their hollow
Hollow words dry out mouth
You might it hard to swallow

All this shit that we keep
To keep ourselves and you
no money can change us
Then a door up and some devil persuades us

The songs we sung when we were just
Have all but their meaning
But there's still a few
There's a few things, still a few things
That we keep on

a few things
There's still a few
we keep on believing

Shitty music ain't worth making
Smiles and you's just ain't worth faking
Some assholes' hands ain't shaking
And if it ain't broken we need to it

There's no such as unconditional
No bind you in the end
Make no mistake, this is a killing
Blood hungry and as friend

yes
At the end of mess
If you get then
It's only fucking option left

days I don't know
The people I'm supposed to
And I don't these people
That I'm supposed to

The handlebars on my
slowly start to rust
Helped everything
And somehow you still
And as the cocaine cowboys finally get their
And them all for blow

These days I know these people
That I'm to trust
And I don't trust motherfuckers
That I'm supposed to

These on all my dreams
They slowly to rust
The cowboys finally get their wings too
Now they sell them all for
They finally get wings
Now they sell them all for

I make music for myself, not for hand
the upper-tier or their undeserved wealth
Here's to their failing fucking

I mean this in a hateful way
But when the people you start walking away
The world gets harder each and day
Take your bite before it crumbles away

There's something inside me I have to say
Love nothing, no one
Just live for the day