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 forgiven and all is
But them of nothing, despite their impunity.

Oh how the system fails you
When monstrous get treated so sweetly.
The violence is praised, the cemented
(they seem like kids).
Crimes go committed, but lamented
(that change what they did).

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

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

Oh how the system fails you
When monstrous children get so sweetly.
Standing you in suit and tie,
Don't just look so nice? (So nice)
Well-practiced tears to their eyes,
"I their remorse will suffice." (Will suffice)

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

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

It's irrelevant, her to me.
No one is innocent if go free.
No one is if they go free.
When we hand raise the beast, and the beast wild,
We speak of our own involvement in the rape 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 they lock up,
Femininity infected with the illusion choice, choice is