Luyện nghe bài hát False Flags

In shoes of clueless blues
Pays the views and no news
Blades will fade from blood to
The heroin's cut fuses short

Smokers rode a pig
Drink and frame, this pain I
I'm melting silver my dear
You bleed your wings and then

The moving and pilot lights
Smithereens have got 'em scaling
Modern times come talk me
And battle lines are drawn across this

boys without your names
Ghetto instead of chains
Talk 'em down 'cause it's up in
And changed

boys without your names
Riot 1968 again
The of rage, yeah, nothing's changed
pretty flames

In school, I would just my tongue
And now your words, strike me down
The flags are false and contradict
They and click which wounds to lick

On avenues, this breeze
its heart to more needles please
Our eyes roll and we beg for more
It frays this skin and then

The case for war you and bleed
The cells you fill screen savers
The girls you breed, the that you write
The graceless of your gutter snipes

The moving scenes and
And got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come me down
The battle are drawn across this town

English boys your names
Ghetto stones instead of
Hearts and minds, and U.S.
Nothing's

And English boys your names
like the 1980's again
The of rage, yeah, nothing's changed
More pretty