Luyện nghe bài hát Kill The President

What's the bullshit
Verbal battlefield. of war.
I shut off. It happens again.
not my friend. You're not my friend.
not my friend. (sh-sh-sh-sh-shake)
The winter knocked down my door a selfish bitch
I'm glad that you haven't got your
in the cold, all alone, I've been thinking of
but you.
And it feels seventh grade again
and none of will ever end
I'm just your public
extraneous trend.
Don't try to be like me
I'm not one to just to
the status of a symbol of idolatry.
This I'd really rather be alone.
Can we this? I can just go home.
This I'd really rather be alone.
Acting by this hand of fate.
Saying "everything's ok!" with a face.
I remember when you said I could count on for anything.
...and I still on.
You'll hold off and play another cherade again.
I'm my car home and never walking in the rain again.
I miss the smell of Taco Bell and places we knew too well.
Driving me crazy. me crazy. Driving me crazy.
me crazy.
This time I'd rather be alone.
Can we forget this and just go home?
This time I'd really be alone.
I'm bleeding profusely my insides
While you're smiling 'cause stealing all of my best lines.
I'm doubled over and I'm my own side.
Over and again. I'm so useless.
Now you're everything.
(Well was I anything?)
Everyone I always leaves me.
My judgment's off every time.
(You're words always still be mine)
This time I'd rather be alone.
Can we forget this? I could go home.
This time I'd really be alone.
I'm profusely from my insides
you're smiling 'cause you're stealing all of my best lines.
I'm over and I'm taking my own side.
And, oh, how I'll be on crowded streets.
And in some cry of defeat
I'll up
I'll it loud:
"Fuck that! off the new sound!"
I'll be slapped on streets.
And in some lame cry of
I'll up
I'll it loud:
"Fuck that! off the new sound! Fuck that!"
"Fuck that! off the new sound! Fuck that!"
"Fuck that! off the new sound!"

Over and again. I'm so useless.
Now becoming everything.
(Well was I anything?)
Everyone I love always me.
My judgment's off time for the last time.
What's left beside me
No one in world is ever listening.
Pay now. Pay attention now.
No one in this world is listening.
Pay attention. Pay attention.
Pay attention now. Pay now.
Now. Now. Now.
At home again all night.
(At home again all night...)
the worst and you'll be right.