Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Canyons

We're the loosers, We see disdain
the tools for our own coloured fate
No one knows our place
Justice, give us your grace! your face!

But the war slaves of the lords drive us from land to
to the canyons, to the eternal damned
And we like puppets on our boneless dogs, helpless,
into the ghetto

"Antisocial" that's their slang
political correct on their
Roast our sharp! Bon appetite!
our souls to vomit it!

And the forces of the lords drive us land to land
to the canyons, to the eternal damned
Yes we ride, puppets on our boneless dogs, helpless,
the ghetto canyons

Life injurance saves future plan,
saves future in a wheel chair gang,
but you laugh about warning.
You wanna drift where you want
to the suicide angels, if your is turning wrong
Suicide angels, you want fall down, down from the sky
That's illusion, you can fall,
cause you are living in the devil's