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 drum up right questions right now.

A full of people.
The whole in their hands.
Why's not the whole world
is your world to you know.
Stand up for something than.
Sitting right 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 want to watch me sit and scream.
That justify what happened here.
What happened
You don't know how it feels (granted I don't know how it feels either of the time).

I'll see you in a smoke filled coffee one day.
I hope that we can talk what we've through.
The donuts per capita per idiot.
I'll forget.
my lungs bleed 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 seemed to understand.
It was about respect.

truly ain't no mecca man.
This place is fucked.
We built it up and it fall.
And survived with we trust.
All we were earching for was someone or to believe in.
That's why we got each other. Cause when knock one of us down.
We'll together underground.
And try to conquer the
The stars and stripes black.
done right, art should attack.