Luyện nghe bài hát Feeling Redundant

The drags behind us like a dead weight
for the large part, yet piling on the guilt
Bullying, rebuking, we re-imagine

Because by moving in the and the now
It has become as given
less, transparent, brittle beings that we are

But consider
who can't escape the past
Are to repeat it

They place us in a battle
But will we die for any I don't think so
Quietly unwilling,
There is little of our

by the noise of custom
It dissipates the present and the unbalanced
Excluded for a new space

Those who can't the past
Are condemned to it
Are to repeat it

Those who can't escape the
Are to repeat it
Are condemned to it
to repeat it

The past gives us
But we have if it is rehashed
Are we so stupefied we've run out of steam?

The past can us blissfully ignorant
Away from a plunge the virgin unknown
Are we so fucking drained that run out of steam?
Are we so stupefied that we've run out of

The past drags behind us a dead weight
It has become ingrained as
Direction less, transparent, brittle beings we are

They place us in a losing
It dissipates the present and the
less, transparent, brittle beings that we are

But consider
Those who can't escape the
Are to repeat it