Luyện nghe bài hát Joy Division

A crucial is all but spent;
Soon it will be in my basement.
My heart is waxing the slick again,
I will slip and fall in love.
Well she me the choice
To and rejoice,
Or to and rebel.
papa, this gravity attack,
Yeah, its a attack,
And I can't seem to carry, much less the past.

Well your said I was a terrible mess,
Yeah, she's got a good head on her shoulders.
When the spoke and confessed
She really smoke cigarettes,
She her teenage brother smoldered...
On a hot bed of coal in a sterile room
Underneath Joy Division poster... .
He papa--
He papa,
Somtimes I gotta my spleen!
Sometmes I vent my spleen--
When I get shattered in the
And in the brain.

all those medicines in those sermons
Still keep his brazen nose from turning.
And salvation it may free of charge,
But faith costs him something.
They say is nothing as sacred
As the blood brothers,
its pricked from there thumbs
And beneath the covers.
papa, my brother 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 another sad song moves like a train.
You can't wistle to it but you can fast forward it,
Flick it off shoulder like dead skin.
They say my on a plate
May curve the
Over the high cost of living.
But papa, everything apart!
Everything apart!
And the grass grow
As as they will break your heart.