Luyện nghe bài hát Speak To Our Empty Pockets

The preachers from the of power
of cloth
they preach to our empty
and the same gang different colors
plays up to the
of
you take our pain
will you bread
to us high above?

We will stay to trust
on streets
but I won't be
or on repeat

The preachers the pulpits of power
leaders of cloth preach
to our empty
and the gang
with different
up, raise up
any we fly
any war we buy it
any war

Will you take our
and you throw bread
to us high above?

Will you our pain?
you throw bread
to us high above?

We will stay true to
on these
but I be corrupted
or stuck on
yet

The workers' rage in the days
The thrown in the children's mills
the bootstrap lies in the Plays
The burning fires on hills
this road

The preachers from the pulpits of
leaders of
they preach to our empty
and the same gang with colors
plays up to the
of

you take our pain?
Will you throw
to us from high