Luyện nghe bài hát Last Things

{The realization of dominance results in fear}

Wake up tired with a mouthful of
Deceived distressed by the truth they've witholdin'
Television, every popular
closer to the minute of our gravity
I ask myself
Did I speak my mind or my mouth?
Was I a follower, a leader
shadow of a ghost bearing innocence?

Constative voices
of truth in their political speak
Carry on till they're 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 I was never smart
a wolf runnin' high on adrenaline
All the while in the dim a low hum
Risin' up growin' loud I can hear
Religious left and
Power heads of state
Melancholy death fall of our
Strong will survive or so say our

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

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

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 stuttering
We the people citizens lies are force fed
Money, power, cruelty, is shed in our streets
When, does this sacrifice end?

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

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

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

Four, three, two, four, two one
Troops forward let it all be done
Beginin' of the end soil has tread
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, where does this sacrifice

Does sacrifice end?
this sacrifice end?
Does this end
Last
Does this 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 death
Premonition, stuttering indecision
We the citizens lies are being force fed
Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our
When, where does this sacrifice