Luyện nghe bài hát False Flags

In city of clueless blues
the views and no man's news
Blades will fade from blood to
The cut these fuses short

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

The scenes and pilot lights
Smithereens got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me
And battle lines are across this town

boys without your names
Ghetto stones of chains
Talk 'em 'cause it's up in flames
And nothing's

Parisian boys without your
Riot like again
The days of rage, yeah, changed
pretty flames

In school, I would bite my tongue
And now words, they strike me down
The are false and they contradict
They point and click which to lick

On avenues, Christian breeze
Turns its heart to more needles
Our eyes roll back and we beg for
It frays skin and then underscore

The for war you spin and bleed
The cells you fill savers feed
The girls you breed, the soaps you write
The graceless charm of gutter snipes

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

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

And boys without your names
Riot like the again
The of rage, yeah, nothing's changed
More flames