Luyện nghe bài hát Jesus of Suburbia: Jesus of Suburbia/City of the Damned/I Don't Care

I'm the son of and love
The Jesus of
The bible of none of the
On a diet of
Soda Pop and
No one died for my
Sins in
As far as I can
At the ones that I got away with

And there's nothing with me
This is how I'm to be
In a land of believe
That believe in me

Get my fix
on my crucifix
The room in my private womb
While the and brats are away
To fall in love and in debt
To alcohol and
And Mary
To me insane
Doing someone cocaine

And there's wrong with me
is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make
That believe in me

At the of the earth
In the lot
Of the 7-11 where I was
The was just a lie

It says home is your heart is
But what a
everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the
It's beating out of

City of the
At the end of another lost
Signs to nowhere
City of the
children with dirty faces today
No one seems to care

I the graffiti
In the stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping
And so it to confess

It say much
But it only confirmed
The center of the
Is the end of the
And I could really care

of the dead
At the end of another lost
Signs to nowhere
City of the
Lost children with dirty faces
No one seems to care

I don't if you don't
I don't care if you
I don't care if you care

I don't

Everyone's so of shit
Born and raised by
Hearts recycled but never
the cradle to the grave
We are the of war and peace
Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the and disciples of
The Jesus of

of make believe
And it don't in me
Land of make
And I believe
And I care!

Dearly beloved are you
I can't remember a that you were saying
Are we or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and

Oh therapy, can you please fill the
Am I retarded or am I just
Nobody's perfect and I stand
For of a better word, and that's my best excuse

To live, and not to
Is to die, in
To run, to run
To find, you believe

And I behind
This of fucking lies
I my faith to this
town that don't exist
So I run, I run
To the of masochists

And I, behind
This hurricane of lies
And I, walked this
A and one fucking times
But not time

I don't any shame
I wont
there ain't nowhere you can go
Running from pain
When you've been
from another broken home

Oh leaving
leaving
You're
Are you leaving