Luyện nghe bài hát For The Workforce, Drowning

Falling from the top floor lungs
Fill parachutes
Windows go by.
inside,
Dressed for the funeral in and white.
These ties our necks, hanging in the closet,
Found in the
a name, just numbers, on the resume stored in the mainframe, marked for delete.

Please these hands
them in the river,
Wash away the they never held
Please these hands,
me in the river,
Don't let me drown the workday ends.

9 to 5! 9 to 5!

And up to our necks,
in the seconds,
Ingesting the morning
in a dead subway sleep
Now we lie wide in our parents beds,
and turning.
Tomorrow get up
to work,
Single
With
It's the last.
Waiting for the life to start, is it always always ahead of the curve?

Please these hands
them in the river,
Wash the things they never held
Please these hands,
me in the river,
Don't let me before the workday ends.

Just keep copies
Of
Of
will it end?

It'll end,
'til it so bad
That the ink in our fingerprints
And the of your own face becomes the black cloud of war
And even in our dreams we're so afraid the weight will who we are
All those that you took have now been canceled in your lungs.
Last night my teeth fell out ivory typewriter keys
And all the monuments and skyscrapers burned and filled the sea.

Save our
The is part of the desk
We cut free,
The water is flooding the
The memo's through the currents
spark like flares
I can see them.
They don't me,
me.

someone,
me how to swim.
Please, let me drown,
Please, let me drown.