Luyện nghe bài hát Exhaustion

There is no anger, growing exhaustion and disgust.
No longer between.
A cynicism has been writing into my skin,
and I am to death of it.

So let it burn in the yard,along with everything I own.
Piled up and sprayed down gasoline,
Soak the in the broken heads of my
guitars as we dance around in circles, torch in effigy.
Everybody up (??????)

So are you listening?
I dont want any of it.
I was worried and upset about what I'm gonna do without genre acceptance.
it came to me:
You gotta your back and abandon it.

I'm taking aim at you; as a focus and of judgment.
Well your politics are to remember,
especially when sung to beats like this, so:
Is it little secret about money?
Is it dirty secret about poverty?
Is it dirty secret about hunger?
Another little secret war and brutality.

There is no romance, no in reality.

What!?

is no romance, no glamour in reality.