Luyện nghe bài hát Pseudo

All our lives growing up, we are taught to the laws of life:
Honor mother and father.
politely when others talk.
Be prompt.
Never your elders.
lie.
Put forth your effort.
Don't smoke or drugs.
Sex at an early age is as well.

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

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

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

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

We destroy all we
We'd rather death and debt to our future
Than and technology.

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

Than the possibility of eternal
Something can be seen now.

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

The thing it all, is
"I'll be a terrorist for smoking weed"
Pseudo nugs my lungs
Psychic wars will us all
Road will be the downfall of man
So drink super
And get caught in a jam.

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