Luyện nghe bài hát Matter Of Fact

Where is the
I seen so much sickness,
I seen so much wrong,
But when my hatred unchecked,
The agony is prolonged,
(Chorus)
We hope for freedom,
We ask for peace,
We cannot for solace,
When we our own disease,

Is there a to all this pressure?
Is there a for all this pain?
Is there a point in pretension,
When tragedy is all gained?

(Chorus)

We try to make an impression,
We try to things to be said,
We try to gain acceptance,
We force our to lie dead.

(Chorus)