Luyện nghe bài hát The Dissentience

Down the street a block away
In a familiar place people
Agree with each other in signals
Down the street a block and
In a place regular people
Agree each other

Interprets the law as with its eyesight failing
The law is
(Oh, yes it is)
Oh, sitting across, stories
Eyes unclosed like books read twice
(So sit across the table, feed me lies)

So cry baby

So on the shelves with spines
The dust collects as scattered ash from an urn
Spilling over someone regular and such regulars

Cry and boast of the friend of a friend
Who saw a strange or heard a strange sound
Now whisper tall of murder

Down the street half a block
In a place regular people
Agree with each other in smoke
Brought together to burn, brought to burn

Interprets the law as aging with its failing
Interprets the law as aging with its eyesight

Somebody's little
Dreams of the things read

Somebody's, somebody's girl
of the things she read
Of the in her bed
Who hacked her to

Somebody's little
of the things she read
Of the in her bed
Who hacked her to