Luyện nghe bài hát Pissed

How many lies does it
To squeeze an open so shut
That gets in un-devised
And is fuel for all desire
drawn to isolate
And not signify a in ideas
people piss on love's grave
And blame a god for ways

Save soul if you can
You might never get to come again
your soul if you can
Cause our running out
Hero, dead man, hero, man
our souls, take our hands
Save our souls, take our

Some their own plans
To cure the exodus
in to some sick hands
Control to demands
Who would the time would come
When people again stop to
Thinkers start to lose
And dig ourselves a shallow early

your soul if you can
You might never get to come back
Save your if you can
our time's running out
Hero, man, hero, dead man
Save our souls, our hands
our souls, take our hands

We still as brains untie
The sky is
Now crawling
But we can't see straight our shallow
We can't straight
Now drowning

So save your if you can
You never come back again
Save your if you can
our time's running out
Hero, dead man, hero, man
our souls, take our hands
Save our souls, our hands