Luyện nghe bài hát Joy Division

A crucial filament is all but
it will be dark in my basement.
My is waxing the slick floor again,
Hoping I will slip and 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 bury the past.

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

Well all those medicines in those
can't keep his brazen nose from turning.
And it may come free of charge,
But alway costs him something.
They say there is nothing as
As the between 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,
I'm supposed 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.
say my head on a plate
May curve the
the unbearable high cost of living.
But papa, everything apart!
falls apart!
And the will grow
As as they will break your heart.