Luyện nghe bài hát My Politics

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

I've seen more than I can
But in my and deeds I'm a political man
I'll give you, give you all my worn out tools
Another brutal shot of my und blues
I to
To draw you close, to joke hand
And in your shining face I see the land
Well
Maybe you can share me the depths of our compability
In the of humanity
is it, my politics this is it
I love to hate, that's great
This is it, my

Out the edge the living and the dead,
I try to throw you off with a of my head.
I try to drag you down and you alive,
but when I fall asleep that's when you open eyes.
You laugh, you cry, you look me in the eye with your face,
that's when I put you in place.
Can you me, how will you survive?
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 up against the wall and on each single,
separate there is a picture of you all.
is it, the end, I'll tell you what I'll do,
I'm going to pick you with a stick und look of you.
But you wander in the dark there is nothing to see.
I'm on a search for reality.