Luyện nghe bài hát Gigabyte Wars

Well, you never grow up, you just get older,
all the familiar burdens with you, walking on
the hometown streets on a devoid of stars.
No one ever said it was to be just, you really
ought to know by now how all red in tooth and claw;
all, weren't you the one screaming for more?
In the wars - round and round we go,
the vapour trails - tangled up inside in a web of lies,
hostages of fortune and tales.
Well, you stage in blood and pain, gulped for air
and you cried out - this is just the way it comes;
that's Questions again . . .
not the things that you fear that come to get you,
But all the things you expect, face down in a
drowning of unfulfilled desire, in the gigabyte wars . . .
Then comes the rain - just seems to the night grow hotter,
we listen to the drops as they clatter on the roofs of the
sometimes it seems like you're going to in this
conspiracy of noise - but the ties they stretch to break-point,
they hold, still they hold, and blood runs still in crimson streams
and dries the earth - but still they hold.
In the wars, once we were lost, then we were found;
we were found - then we were lost again.
Get real, if a real exists - there's nothing than this,
Strung out on . . .