Luyện nghe bài hát Feel It

Energy, apathy, becoming one thing controlling and the minds of the
poor things. The struggle becoming a you've already lost to discover
yourself, as a pillar a structure, but have you got? To defend to repel
to begin the resistance never has ended. We live in a world in a nation
that even fly it's own flag. We hang on to the past, with its
brutality and division. Why you just make a decision? The future is
yours. It's not theirs. It's not gods. It's not who presumes to own
you or the thoughts that make an original, all the subliminal brain
massage from the rich man's poet who's bright lights lure your weakness.
Just keep the guns locked out of reach of the Children. Keep the locked
out of reach!

you see you're breaking me
Can't you see you're me

It
Can't You It
You Feel It
Can't You That They've Failed You?

You're slowing the drugs in your veins are numbing pain, every twinge,
every singe from the fire of globalization, you're your hands on the
bodies of children that learn so MacDonald's can jack their yearly gross
if it wasn't real it would seem to absurd. The fear grows, the fuse
blows on just one more bomb set by extremists that could been me or
been you. A push or a shove when a smile or some love have helped out
that kid off his face on his dexies, his parents shove down his so
they don't have to their attention from making their quota or buying
that sofa just oh so comfy. As all the porn pours in vein the Nike
channel, keep your guns locked so very far out of reach!

They've You
Breaking Me With Their Holy Water