Luyện nghe bài hát Futile

You are, we are
The vision of
Can you me?
my cadence call all through the night
We're putting it out for you
The victim, the hunter, the
We become
The of masses
The parade of
For the cause, for the case, for the

Be free, our own
Live free, these are our our lives

I grip my tongue and we will say it so fruitful
to the gun
We'll empower the
And plead to the Sun
We're singing the of youth
The outcast, the lover, the
Don't sight of
The of power
The angle, its
For the blood, for the pain, for the
is the truth

Be free, our own
Live free, are our homes our lives
Hear my heart, now now ride the blues
Look into my head, now off your shoes
Every lick and step that me awake
We're on our own so let's

We see our hearts and third eyes
You know there's nothing like a moment we all
Like a lick, like a shred, a pattern of threads
And if these holy notes only stand alone we're better off dead
I'm tearing my eyes out again and
I'm throwing my soul out, sheets to the wind
This quandary in my life, I give a shit
The futile possess so that we plead the
We're all alone, we're red
Now break these bones, I'll twist and
We're out for the
With the thoughts of the of minds
Construct, create,
Medicate, meditate,

Be free, our own
Live free, are our homes our lives

The production of
The angle, hour
You always be
The victim, the hunter, the
I'm tearing my eyes out and again
I'm my soul out, three sheets to the wind
This quandary in my life, I don't give a
The futile so that we plead the fifth