Luyện nghe bài hát Industry

You are not my brother
I have always with you,
we eaten something deadly
Something consumed.
I longed for days that were simple
When books still held the keys,
But I that to be an illusion
Know that were never that way.
I'm not a God machine man
I've got two and two eyes,
Guess this is what we sight of
it with no reply.
Will what world's made of me
Bring only of hatred on my family
Fruit of my labor the of everything sacred to me.
Victims of great temper,
the pent up frustration living has in me,
Brought down upon the ones that I
and who I sing these songs for.
I just for days that were simple
When books still held the keys,
But I know to be an illusion
Know that they were never way.
It's years since I screamed out at the sky
Like my father, A to make the decision was mine
Every son can this.
I'm not man, drop it repeat,
It's not happens it's how it's dealt with.
not that man drop it repeat
There's only so much in our hands.
The for this powerful spirit
but is strengthened by whats been put before
Everyone must their due time
Feeling sick, so inside
There's a sense of violence
In the way a family place.