Luyện nghe bài hát Gigabyte Wars

Well, you grow up, you just get older, carrying
all the familiar burdens you, walking back on
the hometown streets on a devoid of stars.
No one ever said it was to be just, you really
ought to by now how She's all red in tooth and claw;
after all, weren't you the one for more?
In the wars - round and round we go,
beneath the vapour - tangled up inside in a web of lies,
of fortune and savage tales.
Well, you stage in blood and pain, gulped for air
and then you out - this is just the way it comes;
Stupid Questions again . . .
It's not the things that you that come to get you,
But all the things you expect, face down in a
drowning pool of unfulfilled desire, in the gigabyte . . .
Then comes the rain - just seems to the night grow hotter,
we listen to the drops as they on the roofs of the cars;
sometimes it seems like you're going to in this
conspiracy of noise - but though the they stretch to break-point,
still they hold, still they hold, and blood runs still in streams
and dries like the - but still they hold.
In the gigabyte wars, once we lost, then we were found;
once we were - then we were lost again.
Get real, if a real exists - there's more than this,
Strung out on . . .