Luyện nghe bài hát Pseudo

All our lives growing up, we are taught to respect the laws of
they mother and father.
Listen when others talk.
Be prompt.
Never your elders.
lie.
Put forth your effort.
smoke or take drugs.
Sex at an age is wrong as well.

The moral values sound correct, of like our president,
to protect us
Conceals the truth, we are fragile creatures, in a sheltered womb.

As I walk amongst genocide, liberty's burning
Another way to survive, decorate the sky
Long gone are the days when we used our to fight,
Fists our weapon of choice.
Now we're putting guns the hands of little boys
Suicidal bombers killing for a cause, exposed internal flaws
Officials above the law, get away with murder.

All while their business rich
expect a top grossing movie about it
Martyrs become
The are forgot about!

9/11 was a tragedy, the sight of it burns inside me
Two days before my sister came to pass
No country is impervious, from a terrorist
grieving I had to witness that
Pseudo-patriotism is
Looking the gloom, or the hate we groom.

We destroy all we
We'd rather send death and to our future
love and technology.

We live in a with a fever for physical death or it don't exist.

Than the possibility of life
Something can be seen now.

The strange things that haunt our
fast U.F.O.'s fly
With friends, we always pretend.

The about it all, is
"I'll be deemed a terrorist for weed"
nugs infest my lungs
Psychic wars consume us all
Road rage be the downfall of man
So drink coffee
And get caught in a jam.

songs is inspired by daily life, good or bad.]
[guest by Keith (Deadspeak) and Dirk (Evulsion)]