Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

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

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

But what if were
They said Im a
Shot at the point
Found with his throat

spray paint on the teleprompter
(But what if caught?)
Anchorman screams that hes a monster
(They Im a snitch)
Mayday, bloodstains on his shirt
(Shot at the point)
Mayday, they say that hes gone

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

And my lips percussion
And my become the rage
And I pound on table
Till it me something to say

Then I think things
Ive seen right in front of me
That I dont wanna
one of these mikes

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

Its a fence across the path
That we're ready to walk
Rock solid footsteps, let em put up
And that it isnt possible, fuck that

We dont em any weight
True and freedoms at stake
will never become pass
Live my until my last day

It was half-past in the bat cave
the cracks in the plaster collapsed
And gave way to in the pavement
Mayday,

Put it on
For the passengers and
this is a disaster
Where the fuck are the workers?

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

All on deck to pull, survivors from the landfill
Onlookers, passers-by off your shoulders
off that rubble
Break free from standstill

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

We write our own Cider Rules
To keep alive rituals that their worth
Search for we can trust
Rhythms we can lock

This is madness, salvage teams can't
Hope, when its or broken compassion
Not rope in the van
When world is collapsing, our of action

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

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

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

Missing in
Another page is burned
Turned, ashes to
Dust off the and the caskets

We'll never another you
Despite the life of we knew
lightning times are trouble
Who cant count the strikes punished through?

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

In the lines
(Signs of a the movement)
from the crowd
(Outside of the law)
Causes we

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

In between the lines, of the law
the veil
In between the lines, of the law
the veil

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