Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Shit

HIGH AND DRY YOU'VE GOT A HOLD OF THE TRUTH
YOU'VE GOT NOTHING BUT A BLANK HAND YOU
IN THE END IT'S A TIRED EXPLANATION AND
I SIT STILL FOR THE DURATION
YOU ME WITH MY HANDS RAISED TO THE SKY
I THERE WAS A TIME I BELIEVED YOUR WAYS
I LEARNED TO READ THE LINES
I TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY
AND IT GETS BEFORE IT'S OVER AND
THERE'S NO TRUTH IN ABOVE, NO LUCK IN CLOVER
AND I BELIEVE THAT I'D HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY
SUNDAY SCHOOL AT AGE 9 I THOUGHT I WAS ON THE WINNING
BECAUSE I WANED TO SEE IT, I TO NEED IT
IT WAS 9 YEARS OF SHIT AND I BELIEVED IT
YOU ME WITH MY HANDS BEHIND MY BACK
I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I BROKE
I LEARNED TO DISREGARD THE
I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT SAY

I LOOK THROUGH YOUR LENS,
TAINTED BY INTOLERANCE AND BASED ON MORALITY
ALL IN THE GREED