Luyện nghe bài hát Last Things

{The constant realization of dominance results in

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 ask myself
Did I speak my mind or my mouth?
Was I a follower, a leader
Mere of a ghost bearing innocence?

Constative voices
Talk of truth in their political
Carry on till blue in the face
And my point of view has lost it's

Last
Did I give nothin' in
up for a cause
Give permission to a war

me ignorant maybe I was never smart
Like a wolf runnin' high on
All the while in the dim a low hum
Risin' up growin' loud I can hear
left and right
Power heads of state
Melancholy death fall of our
Strong will or so say our presidents

Constantly preach
Talk of truth in political speak
Carry on till they're 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 forward let it all be done
Beginin' of the end soil has tread
Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns
Premonition, stuttering indecision
We the people citizens lies are force fed
Money, power, cruelty, blood is in our streets
When, does this sacrifice end?

We're fast from the war inspired
Double idiots
skelter henchmen
Consequences
us not into temptation with your
Damnin' and glorified hatred
A lineage
We will bear alone to our

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

things
Did I give in return
Stand up for a
Give permission to a 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, stuttering indecision
We the people citizens lies are force fed
Money, power, cruelty, is shed in our streets
When, where does sacrifice end?

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

{The constant of dominance results in fear}

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