Luyện nghe bài hát Killing Time

Not what he had got into, only following the sheep
The message sent for his deployment at twenty-three
Promised to be there for a short
His mother at photos
Passed from a family tradition;
Her head on her lap...

I'll never be sure exactly it means
To and protect us from "enemies"
make sure we're scared
To justify ugly, bloody mess
It's less than your pride, suicide at best

The waiting fills her with delusion and gone by
"How I give life to my baby and then let him go die?"
But with this administration where no one is exempt
It's not your and never will be.
Don't hold in contempt...

I feel like I'm lost, out at sea
Surrounded by with no regard for sympathy
She sees the of victory and war that wasn't won
"I'm not home." "He's my only son."

If an angel earns its wings every somebody dies
Then todays the black out the blue sky