Luyện nghe bài hát Last Things

{The constant of dominance results in fear}

Wake up with a mouthful of nothin'
distressed by the truth they've been witholdin'
Television, every popular
Gettin' closer to the of our gravity
I sometimes ask
Did I my mind or shut my mouth?
Was I a follower, a insignificant
Mere of a ghost bearing innocence?

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

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

Call me ignorant maybe I was smart
a wolf runnin' high on adrenaline
All the while in the dim a low hum
Risin' up growin' loud I can them
Religious left and
Power hungry heads of
death fall of our nemesis
Strong will survive or so say our

voices preach
Talk of truth in political speak
on till they're blue in the face
And my point of view has lost place

things
Did I give nothin' in
Stand up for a
permission to a mute war

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

We're fallin' fast from the war
Double standard
Helter henchmen
Consequences
us not into temptation with your
Damnin' words and hatred
A vengeful
We will bear to our death

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

things
Did I give in return
up for a cause
Give to a mute war

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

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

constant realization of dominance results in fear}

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