Luyện nghe bài hát Still Waiting for the Punchline

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

who did you today
humiliate to your point of view
create an image for mass
insecurity as

see your
in eyes
hope your
not mind

i'm sick of this of salt
i must take you with
i wanna lash out but i my lip
the talk gets older and the get stale
chance at godliness has already failed

you deny
your and drive
for time
in the

why
are you so damned that you shut your friends out
i have learned to shut out every word

never
see the friends lost
from behind transparent mask

i grown to hate you
i've just grown to you
you label me class and station
intellectual masturbation
you're intoxicated
by own mouth running in circles
your always tends to lose it
every you get you abuse it
you now have a lifetime
time

i'm sick and tired of your
why you shut the fuck up

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

your own will to power has come to haunt you