Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

Born in the flood, bloody finger-paint
Black marketed fresh canons, forget me not
Epitaph, airbrush death
White T's, beaters, button up, reattach flesh

In between the lines, of the law
Underneath the we dig our foundations
We the globe trying to find a pattern to break the mold
With a family to theres nowhere we wont go

But if were caught?
said Im a snitch
Shot at the check
Found his throat slit

Theres paint on the teleprompter
(But if were caught?)
screams that hes seen a monster
(They Im a snitch)
Mayday, theres on his shirt
(Shot at the point)
Mayday, they say hes gone berserk

Sometimes, when I wanna out this world
rip up this page
Wanna pour out this
Wanna get up on this

And my lips become
And my fists become the
And I on this table
Till it me something to say

I think about things
That Ive right in front of me
That I dont believe
Gimme one of these

Let me let em the way that it is
Is not how its be
Not if we let em get ahead of us
The present tensions, no

Its just a fence the path
That we're already to walk
Rock footsteps, let em put up obstacles
And prove it isnt possible, fuck that

We dont give em any
True liberty and at stake
will never become pass
Live my life until my day

It was eight in the bat cave
When the cracks in the plaster
And gave way to in the pavement
Mayday,

Put it on
For the and messengers
Cause is a disaster
the fuck are the rescue workers?

Not far off, on a cop car
In the hall a Pop-Tart
liquor in the rock bar
Everyone climb to the frontline, lunchtimes

All hands on to pull, survivors from the landfill
Onlookers, brush off your shoulders
off that rubble
Break free from standstill

of a better world, causes we understand
Failures we expected to
And bring redemption for our
(In the lines, outside of the law)
from the crowds in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)

We our own Cider House Rules
To keep alive that prove their worth
Search for systems we can
Rhythms we can lock

This is madness, salvage teams bandage
Hope, when its or broken compassion
Not rope in the van
When world is collapsing, our mode of

Broadcast through the glass, all we can
Donate with the plastic scraps from the
Hoping to balance, invalidated
And staged on 4:3

ballast for sadness, lives shattered
Are fare for cameras and channels stare
No abracadabras, no faster or mantras for disasters
Remastered or plastered, we got it all
Do you know the faction backing?

Its another man down, another mother
Child drowned, silenced song
Solitude, kind of strong
I miss you, strung along

in action
Another page is blackened
Turned, to ashes
off the flags and the caskets

We'll never find you
Despite the life of we knew
These lightning are trouble
Who count the strikes that punished through?

The bonds we thought never break
And never will and change and never fade
But theres the
Of losing you to mistakes

In between the
(Signs of a the movement)
Refuge the crowd
(Outside of the law)
Causes we

Hands trace instructions
For descendants in the on the run
(Underneath the veil)
Failures we to occur
And redemption for our sins
(In the lines)
In the lines

In between the lines, of the law
Underneath the
In between the lines, of the law
Underneath the

In between the lines, of the law
the veil
(We our foundations)
In between the lines, of the law
In the lines