Luyện nghe bài hát My Politics

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

I've seen more than I can
But in my acts and deeds I'm a man
I'll give you, give you all my worn out tools
Another shot of my rhythm und blues
I to
To draw you close, to joke hand
And in your shining I see the promised land
Well
Maybe you can share with me the of our compability
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 between the 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 that's when you open your eyes.
You laugh, you cry, you look me in the eye your hang-dog face,
when I put you in your place.
Can you tell me, how will you
You to be the biggest fool alive.

I lay awake all night but all I can see are the vicious, clever lies of my mythology.
I'm beating my head up against the wall and on single,
separate brick there is a of you all.
This is it, the end, I'll tell you I'll do,
I'm to pick you with a stick und look inside of you.
But when you wander in the there is nothing to see.
I'm on a desperate for reality.