Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Of '97

was listening.
Just shit unimpressed.
For speaking up and out the murmur of the crowd.
Cause nothing special.
basic fundamental.
Just guys concerned trying to drum up some right questions right now.

A room of people.
The worlds in their hands.
not the whole world concerned?
This is world to you know.
Stand up for something than.
Sitting back down.
I'm not to get up and communicate this message to you because it cats me alive.
And I think why you only want to watch me sit and scream.
That doesn't justify happened here.
What here?
You don't know how it feels (granted I don't know how it feels either of the time).

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

This truly ain't no 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.
come together underground.
And try to conquer the
The stars and charred black.
When right, art should attack.