Luyện nghe bài hát Exhaustion

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

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

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

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

There is no romance, no in reality.

What!?

There is no romance, no in reality.