Luyện nghe bài hát Joy Division

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

Well your ex-girlfriend I was a terrible mess,
Yeah, got a real good head on her shoulders.
When the spoke and confessed
She didnt smoke cigarettes,
She her teenage brother smoldered...
On a hot bed of in a sterile white room
Underneath that Joy poster... .
He moaned
He papa,
Somtimes I vent my spleen!
Sometmes I vent my spleen--
I get shattered in the heart
And in the brain.

Well all those medicines in sermons
Still can't keep his brazen nose turning.
And it may come free of charge,
But faith costs him something.
They say there is as sacred
As the blood brothers,
When its pricked from thumbs
And exchanged the covers.
Well papa, my is gone!
Yeah, my is gone,
So would you 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 can't wistle to it but you can forward through it,
it off your shoulder like dead skin.
They say my head on a
May the debate
the unbearable high cost of living.
But papa, everything apart!
Everything apart!
And the grass will
As surely as will break your heart.