Luyện nghe bài hát I, the Hand Grenade

Yes, the real is me, my love.
Yeah, the terrorist is me.

I am a vital weapon, I'm a grenade.
My a tool to justify.

Yes, the terrorist is me, my love.
Yeah, the real is me.

nothing to gain, we suffer more.
Flight, trade, coffins into the ground.

here is suburbian homes.
Right is suburbian, wo-oohohooh,.
here is suburbian homes.
Right is suburbian.

Yes, the real is me, my love.
Yeah, the parasite is me.

I am a weapon, I'm an infantry.
My ignorance a to justify.

Yes, the real is me, my love.
Yeah, the real is me.

Still nothing to gain, we more.
Flight, trade, coffins load the ground.

here is suburbian homes
Right is suburbia, who-oooo.
Right is suburbian homes.
here is suburbia, who-oooo.

I, the grenade.

I bash into the table and burst, and you bring out worst.

Right here is homes.
Right is suburbia, who-oooo.
Right here is homes.
here is suburbia, who-oooo.

Right here is homes.
Right is suburbia, who-oooo.
Right here is homes.
here is suburbia, who-oooo.

Right is suburbian homes.
here is suburbia, who-oooo.
Right is suburbian homes.
Right is suburbia, who-oooo.