Luyện nghe bài hát Exhaustion & Disgust

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

So let it in the front yard, along with everything I own.
up and sprayed down with gasoline,
Soak the embers in the broken of my
guitars as we dance around in circles, ourselves in effigy.
Everybody jump up live, longer

So are you really
I want any part of it.
I was worried and about what I'm gonna do without your genre acceptance.
Then it to me:
You gotta turn your and abandon it.

I'm taking aim at you; as a and recipient of judgment.
your politics are easy to remember,
especially when along to beats like this, so:
It's a dirty little about money?
It's a little secret about poverty?
It's a dirty secret about hunger?
Another secret about war and brutality.

is no romance, no glamour in reality.

What!?

There is no romance, no in reality.