Luyện nghe bài hát Futile

You are, we are
The of truth
Can you me?
Hear my cadence call all the night
putting it out there for you
The victim, the hunter, the
We have
The of masses
The parade of
For the cause, for the case, for the

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

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

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

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

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

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