Luyện nghe bài hát It's All Right Ma, I'm Only Bleeding

Darkness at the break of
Shadows even the silver
The handmade blade, the child's
Eclipses both the sun and
To you know too soon
There is no in trying.

Pointed threats, bluff with scorn
Suicide are torn
From the fool's mouthpiece
The hollow plays wasted words
Proves to
That he not being born
Is dying.

Temptation's page flies out the
You follow, find at war
waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to but unlike before
You
you'd just be
One person crying.

So don't fear if you
A foreign to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm sighing.

As some victory, some downfall
Private reasons or small
Can be seen in the eyes of that call
To make all that be killed to crawl
While others say don't nothing at all
hatred.

Disillusioned like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their
Made from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that in the dark
It's to see without looking too far
not much
Is sacred.

While preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge
Can lead to plates
Goodness hides its gates
But the president of the United States
Sometimes must
To naked.

An' though the of the road have been lodged
It's people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can it.

Advertising signs con you
thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been
That can win what's been won
life outside goes on
All you.

You lose yourself, you
You suddenly find you got nothing to
you stand with nobody near
When a distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to
That somebody
really found you.

A question in your is lit
Yet you know there is no fit to satisfy
you not to quit
To keep it in mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or or it
That you to.

Although the masters the rules
For the men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to up to.

For them that must obey
That do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their
Speak jealously of that are free
Do what do just to be
Nothing than something
invest in.

While some on principles
To strict party ties
Social in drag disguise
Outsiders can freely criticize
Tell nothing who to idolize
And then say God him.

While one who sings his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race
Bent out of shape from society's
Cares not to come up any
But rather get you down in the
he's in.

But I no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't him.

Old lady judges people in pairs
Limited in sex, dare
To fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it
Obscenity, who really
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend they cannot see
With a killer's pride,
It blows the most bitterly
For them that think death's
fall upon them naturally
Life
get lonely.

My eyes head-on with stuffed graveyards
goals, I scuff
At pettiness plays so rough
upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my to crash it off
Say okay, I had enough
else can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams be seen
They'd probably put my in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, life, and life only.