Luyện nghe bài hát Still Waiting for the Punchline

We rely on points
and stabs at biting
to reveal our tired
of slave and

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

see your
in eyes
hope your
not mind

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

you can't
your and drive
for time
in the

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

never
see the friends lost
from behind your mask

i haven't grown to you
i've just to forget you
you label me class and station
your masturbation
you're absolutely
by your own mouth running in
your tongue always tends to it
every you get you abuse it
you now have spent a
killing

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

when you
how easy
it is to
demanding
all the
for no
maybe you'll me

your own will to power has back to haunt you