Luyện nghe bài hát The Futile

Shit, nothing makes sense, so I won't about it
I'll go the ignorance
Eat, sleep, and flee, in four words that's me
I am full of

do the old people teach us
But how to die, die
(Die, die)
What do those hissy teach you
how to cry, pussy, cry?

Yeah, the futile, the
It outweighs the
Futile, the
It the beautiful
Futile, the futile, the so
(The futile, the futile)

Taste, I have no taste, I like these tiny portions
Or your artful of sound, sealed with a kiss
in the sauce sarcastic
So go on your irony

What do the old teach us
But how to die, die
(Die, die)
And what do your hissy teach you
Except how to cry, pussy,

Yeah, the futile, the
It the beautiful
Futile, the futile, it the beautiful
Futile, the futile, the so

I'm rat poison for dinner
Pull the cord from the
I am dining along
Rat for dinner
Pull the cord the phone
I am dining along, so

Love, I not love, yet I'll still sing about it
Hope it the ocean in slime
The and drool
I'm leakin' the of a fool
(I'm full of it, I'm of it, I'm full)

Rat for dinner
Pull the chord the phone
I am dining alone
Rat poison for

Pull the chord from the
I am dining alone,
Oh, I am dining tonight
Tonight,