Luyện nghe bài hát Obsessed With The Excess

Catching whispers on the
But the get away.
Making entries in our
With all the we think they say.

Can you it?
I can't it!
Can you see it?
I see it!

been feeding the vermin,
Now hanging around.
Can't we back the sermon
That we to the crowd?
Obsessed the excess
But with a crumb.
The progress less
As succumb.
They're craving
When starved of
And confusion
Has been sent.

Can you do it?
I do it!
is the way the sick people play:
Hands in their pockets, goose on display.
This is the way the well people
on the spigots of the sick people's sink.
In the square,
In the hall,
In the war room,
On a call,
They set the date to the bomb
And sit and wait perfect calm.
I do it!

If you this living,
If you call love,
If you'd the cops before God above,
If you'd the cops before God below,
If you this culture,
Then I you'll know,
The stone con and the 6-6-6,
trading our eyeballs in for asterisks.
We're our idols in for rapprochement.
We're burning the bridges that we're on.
I do it!