Luyện nghe bài hát Futile

You are, we are
The of truth
Can you me?
Hear my call all through the night
We're putting it out for you
The victim, the hunter, the
We become
The destruction of
The of ashes
For the cause, for the case, for the

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

I grip my tongue and we will say it so fruitful
to the gun
We'll empower the
And to the rising Sun
singing the anthem 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, these are our homes our
Hear my heart, now now let's the blues
Look my head, now kick off your shoes
Every lick and step that me awake
We're on our own so move

We see our hearts and third eyes
You know there's like a moment we all fantasize
Like a lick, a shred, like a pattern of threads
And if these holy notes only stand then we're better off dead
I'm my eyes out again and again
I'm throwing my soul out, three to the wind
This quandary in my life, I give a shit
The futile possess so we plead the fifth
We're all alone, red throughout
Now break these bones, twist and shout
out for the kill
With the of the truest of minds
Construct, create,
Medicate, meditate,

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

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