Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Of '97

was listening.
Just shit unimpressed.
For speaking up and out the murmur of the crowd.
Cause it's special.
basic fundamental.
Just four guys concerned trying to up some right questions right now.

A room of people.
The whole worlds in hands.
not the whole world concerned?
This is your to you know.
Stand up for more than.
right back down.
I'm not afraid to get up and communicate this to you because it cats me alive.
And I think that's why you only want to me sit and scream.
That doesn't what happened here.
happened here?
You know how it feels (granted I don't know how it feels either most of the time).

I'll see you in a filled coffee shop one day.
I hope that we can talk we've been through.
The most per capita per idiot.
never forget.
Taste my lungs again.
I bit my own hand off I realized it helped to feed.
At the end of the day I know how it feels to the end.
One cigarette.
You never to understand.
It was about respect.

This truly no mecca man.
This is truly fucked.
We it up and watched it fall.
And survived those we trust.
All we were earching for was someone or to believe in.
why we got each other. Cause when they knock one of us down.
We'll come underground.
And try to conquer the
The and stripes charred black.
When right, art should attack.