Luyện nghe bài hát Fred's Got Slacks

Destroy positions of power and what stands you and the final stretch
you find out what happens in the end
Man on the corner preaching, screaming the is coming!
And the earth will plummet to the again
I hope to that no one knows and they don't find a way
To bullshit, cheat, lie, and
Then run away the trenches and the streets
The famous
I've got a feeling that is not my day
The facts have been stated, implausible
The cause of the
Too heavy for a freak me
me
Hit the running with the rhythm in your feet
And all your feelings in a
It's too much to resist when you're 16
Waiting for the train to come
outta here
6 strings to the and I'm gone
Head on collision with the of our social forms gun
the shells hit the ground, it's time to go home

Apathetic, pathetic
easy to see
The fires ignited and the have gotten the best of me
up, fists high
For to see!
destructive, so disruptive
It's to me
Lets hit the streets and show em we mean
HEY!
We've got the heart and to mix in with the gasoline

Hopping along the of whats rude and whats insane
It's the same as
is the same
Still haven't found the answers to the questions I've asking
And nothing resemblance to the memory I remember
Those days, they seem so long ago?
Free to go wherever we
to say no
End of the line and were really time
End of the like and theres no one behind us
Hit the cobblestone
Theres in the distance
Who a fuck if hes a metro-sexual?
I know you did, cause a hetero-molestico
Theres malice in the words that first seemed oh so
Finding a new way can be devastating to
Look on the bright side, you're not the one a gun
You your ass like everybody does
And ask for my
I've got none

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Fists