Luyện nghe bài hát Poets Turmoil Number 364

Keep me back in the world
which we try to run
Music and don't mean anything
Through the of a gun

A cannot heal a wound
Books help you find
That something you're searching for
But add questions to the mind

me now in black and white
What you're to do
When and knives and sticks and boots
Come raining on you

A painted on a wall
justify a life
When the weak and poor escape
uglinessand strife

The actor in a bridge of
Leading us to
Dressed in to disguise
The reality of

The turmoil strikes again
As once words they fail me
bomb has just supplied
The cross on to nail me .