Luyện nghe bài hát Not So Soft

In a forest of
Underneath the canopy
Where the sun rarely filters
The ground is not so soft, not so

They build buildings to house people making
Or they buildings to make money off of housing people
It's true, like a lot of things are
I am foraging for a phone booth on the forest floor is not so soft

I look up, it looks the buildings are burning
But just the sun setting
The system calling an end
To another day

circling, signally
The rhythmic clicking on and off of
The pulse of the machine
The pulse that draws death dancing out of side streets

You know the ones that always get on
And never get
It draws death dancing out of little countries funny languages
Where the ground is getting harder and it was not that before

Those who call the shots are in the line of fire, why
Where there's for hire
Out there if a flag of truth were we could watch every liar
to wave it here

We learn America like a
Playwright, birthright, thing
We bring ourselves to the
all rehearsing for the presidency

I wanted to be commander in chief
Of my one army
But I can the mediocrity of my finest hour
It's the failed in me

It's the fear lives in a forest of stone
Underneath the canopy
the sun rarely filters down
And the ground is not so