Luyện nghe bài hát Platos Tripartite

I forgot to thank you for the you shed,
And your contribution to the community.
Are you just dense or so fuckin'
You think that all is and all is forgotten?
But them of nothing, despite their impunity.

Oh how the fails you completely
monstrous children get treated so sweetly.
The violence is praised, the cemented
(they seem nice kids).
Crimes go committed, but lamented
(that doesn't change what did).

That's when they lock up an victim.
The only thing that's more broken than her is the system.
lock up femininity, infected with the illusion that choice is free.

You made your bed when you were in your bones,
So lay back, sweetheart, in a body you only own.
Lay back upon cold concrete floors and rest drunken soul.
What more a lady ask for than to be treated like a hole?

Oh how the fails you completely
When monstrous children get so sweetly.
Standing before you in and tie,
they just look so nice? (So nice)
Well-practiced come to their eyes,
"I guess their remorse suffice." (Will suffice)

That's they lock up,
That's when they up your bones,
That's when they up,
Femininity infected with the illusion that choice, is

Freedom is delicate, cracking abject catastrophe.
Stronger his prison bars are the bars around her memory.

It's irrelevant, her to me.
No one is if they go free.
No one is if they go free.
When we hand raise the beast, and the runs wild,
We must speak of our own involvement in the of a child.

It's irrelevant, her to me.
No one is if they go free.
No one is innocent if go free.
That's when lock up,
when they lock up your bones,
That's when they up,
Femininity infected with the illusion choice, choice is