Luyện nghe bài hát My Politics

Don't ask me to do
I get sick thinking about you
And when I look at all we've
I went to away just hang my head und pray
you will, look at me, what da you see?
Am I the king of the hill, standing his kill?
Well
The taste of blood is sweet, I'll lay this at your feet
lf only keep me company
This is it, my politics is it
I've learned to hate, it's much to
This is it, my
I stand before you, a man
A sly dog
A
This is it, my politics is it

I've seen than I can stand
But in my and deeds I'm a political man
I'll give you, I'll give you all my worn out
Another brutal of my rhythm und blues
I to
To you close, to joke your hand
And in shining face I see the promised land
Well
Maybe you can share with me the depths of our
In the crimes of
This is it, my politics is it
I love to hate, that's fucking
This is it, my

Out the edge the living and the dead,
I try to throw you off a shake of my head.
I try to drag you and bury you alive,
but when I fall that's when you open your eyes.
You laugh, you cry, you look me in the eye with hang-dog face,
that's I put you in your place.
Can you tell me, how will you
You have to be the fool alive.

I lay awake all but all that I can see are the vicious, clever lies of my mythology.
I'm beating my head up the wall and on each single,
brick there is a picture of you all.
This is it, the end, I'll tell you I'll do,
I'm going to pick you with a und look inside of you.
But when you wander in the dark there is to see.
I'm on a search for reality.