Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Canyons

We're the loosers, We see you're
We're the tools for our own coloured
No one really knows our
Justice, give us your grace! Show face!

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

"Antisocial" that's only slang
political on their stamps
our bodies sharp! Bon appetite!
Swallow our to vomit it!

And the forces of the lords us from land to land
to the garbage canyons, to the eternal
Yes we ride, like puppets on our dogs, helpless,
into the ghetto

injurance saves your future plan,
saves your future in a wheel gang,
but you laugh this warning.
You drift there where you want
to the angels, if your fate is turning wrong
Suicide angels, you want fall down, down from the sky
That's illusion, you can fall,
you are living in the devil's reich