Luyện nghe bài hát Retreat Hell, Pt. 2

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

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

I don't about your God, your gods or your goddess
but i respect that you
Now I'm to be honest
Fuck your on immigration
and your revolution
We're all fucking immigrants of fusion
Now i say "Super" I mean super fucked
your door to your heart open
But your guns cocked

always busy bitching and complaining
and you say so are you
Yeah but it's i can't hide it
I about fucking idiots like you

I don't blame the though
they are for the party
it could be better
but the party got started
I life
the are few
I don't care they expect
they can't tell me to do
I don't where we're going
but we're there fast
So I'm at the party
as as it last
I say fuck this up the ass
If we're to hell
We're first class
There is love but i you can see it
Technically chemicals
But i doubt you can it