Luyện nghe bài hát Last Things

{The realization of dominance results in fear}

Wake up tired with a of nothin'
Deceived distressed by the truth been witholdin'
Television, every identity
Gettin' closer to the of our gravity
I sometimes ask
Did I speak my mind or my mouth?
Was I a follower, a leader
Mere of a ghost bearing innocence?

voices preach
Talk of truth in their speak
Carry on till they're in the face
And my point of has lost it's place

things
Did I nothin' in return
Stand up for a
Give permission to a war

Call me maybe I was never smart
Like a wolf runnin' on adrenaline
All the in the dim with a low hum
Risin' up growin' I can hear them
Religious left and
Power hungry heads of
Melancholy death of our nemesis
will survive or so say our presidents

Constantly preach
Talk of truth in their speak
Carry on they're blue in the face
And my point of view has lost place

Last
Did I nothin' in return
up for a cause
Give to a mute war

Four, three, two, four, two one
Troops move forward let it all be
of the end soil has been tread
Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns
Premonition, stuttering indecision
We the people citizens are being force fed
Money, power, cruelty, is shed in our streets
When, where does sacrifice end?

We're fast from the war inspired
Double idiots
Helter skelter
catastrophic
Lead us not into with your
Damnin' words and glorified
A lineage
We will bear alone to our

Constantly preach
of truth in their political speak
Carry on till blue in the face
And my point of view has it's place

Last
Did I give in return
Stand up for a
Give permission to a war

Four, three, two, four, two one
move forward let it all be done
Beginin' of the end soil has tread
Mother, daughter, father, son sky death
Premonition, stuttering indecision
We the people lies are being force fed
Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our
When, where this sacrifice end?

Does sacrifice end?
Does this sacrifice
Does this end
Last
this sacrifice end
Last

{The constant realization of dominance in fear}

Four, three, two, four, two one
move forward let it all be done
Beginin' of the end has been tread
Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns
Premonition, stuttering indecision
We the citizens lies are being force fed
Money, power, cruelty, is shed in our streets
When, where this sacrifice end?