Luyện nghe bài hát Still Waiting for the Punchline

We rely on subtle
and stabs at biting
to reveal our roles
of slave and

who did you enlighten
humiliate to your point of view
create an image for consumption
insecurity as

see your
in eyes
hope your
will not

i'm of this grain of salt
that i take you with
i lash out but i bite my lip
the gets older and the lines get stale
your chance at godliness has failed

you deny
your and drive
for your
in the

why
are you so damned sure that you shut your out
i have learned to shut out every hateful

you'll
see the friends lost
from behind transparent mask

i grown to hate you
just grown to forget you
you me class rank and station
your intellectual
absolutely intoxicated
by own mouth running in circles
your tongue always to lose it
chance you get you abuse it
you now spent a lifetime
killing

i'm sick and tired of reaction
why don't you the fuck up

you discover
just how
it is to
without
all the
for no
maybe you'll me

your own will to power has back to haunt you