Luyện nghe bài hát Joy Division

A crucial filament is all but
Soon it will be in my basement.
My heart is the slick floor again,
Hoping I slip and fall in love.
Well she gave me the
To and rejoice,
Or to and rebel.
papa, this gravity attack,
Yeah, its a attack,
And I seem to carry, much less bury the past.

Well your said I was a terrible mess,
Yeah, got a real good head on her shoulders.
the singer spoke and confessed
She didnt really cigarettes,
She said her brother smoldered...
On a hot bed of coal in a sterile white
that Joy Division poster... .
He moaned
He papa,
I gotta vent my spleen!
Sometmes I gotta my spleen--
When I get shattered in the
And in the brain.

Well all those medicines in sermons
Still can't his brazen nose from turning.
And salvation it may free of charge,
But faith costs him something.
They say there is nothing as
As the between brothers,
When its from there thumbs
And beneath the covers.
Well papa, my is gone!
Yeah, my is gone,
So you tell now how it is,
That I'm to get along.

Well, you for a chorus but you got a refrain.
Yeah, its sad song that moves like a train.
You wistle to it but you can fast forward through it,
Flick it off your shoulder like skin.
They say my on a plate
May the debate
the unbearable high cost of living.
But papa, falls apart!
falls apart!
And the grass will
As surely as will break your heart.