Luyện nghe bài hát False Flags

In city shoes of clueless
Pays the views and no news
Blades fade from blood to sport
The heroin's cut these fuses

rode a colonial pig
Drink and frame, this I think
I'm melting poles my dear
You bleed your wings and disappear

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

Parisian boys your names
Ghetto instead of chains
Talk 'em down it's up in flames
And changed

Parisian boys without your
Riot like again
The days of rage, yeah, nothing's
Well pretty

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

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

The case for war you spin and
The cells you fill screen feed
The girls you breed, the soaps that you
The charm of your gutter snipes

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

English boys without your
stones instead of chains
Hearts and minds, and U.S.
changed

And boys without your names
Riot like the 1980's
The days of rage, yeah, nothing's
More flames