Luyện nghe bài hát Pissed

it might be rude to
but i get so
all your space gets away
becomes junkyard mist

the country is
everyone's
like rats in a
we're strangled and

could we just care
of each other we
just care

could we see
the pasture of rage
and wage
we see beyond this
pasture your
was on slaves

driving and out of chicago
i'm looking for the
and i look
and oh my
have we done
past the jewel pass the bus
spewing air all over
this black
mainly it's bars and food
fast food cheap poison

oh my
have we done
what have my
to my brothers
what have our
led us
what we chosen
fast in racist baths
that keep people
and poor
scrubbed of their gods
oh my goodness
are we now

I'd bang down billboards
suck nourish this rusty
i'd send streams
to it clean
make wet
and

i the loggers
to be away
i to let
the mantises
i want the
to be away
i just play

don't sell me your
don't package my
i need the for my feet
and the wind for my