Luyện nghe bài hát Retreat Hell, Pt. 2

Tonight I'm the city
in posters yells "Fuck You"
Fuck Politics,Opinions and Agenda
You try to fix my
You have a fucking clue
The left can go sit on finger
The can go and sit on something even bigger
Too afraid of living, you to belong
You got one shot at
It's not easy to be

When you grab life by the neck
Don't grab the
the whole fucking deck
who you have to play fair
your parents, your and how they got there
do what it please, you have to play
like your brother, just his back
and be there for each
I don't care you are
body you're in
If you're being an
get the fuck my way
There's too many
I care for either one
Why not try to be and
some fucking fun

I care about your God, your gods or your goddess
but i respect you believe
Now I'm to be honest
Fuck your views on
and your generation
all fucking immigrants of superhuman fusion
Now i say "Super" I mean super fucked
your door to your heart open
But keep your cocked

always busy bitching and complaining
and you say so are you
Yeah but it's true i hide it
I complain about idiots like you

I don't blame the though
they are paying for the
sure it could be
but the just got started
I celebrate
the are few
I don't care what expect
can't tell me what to do
I don't know we're going
but we're going there
So I'm at the party
as long as it
I say fuck this up the ass
If we're going to
flying first class
There is but i doubt you can see it
it's chemicals
But i doubt you can it