Luyện nghe bài hát The Futile

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

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

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

Taste, I have no taste, I don't like tiny portions
Or artful abortions of sound, sealed with a kiss
Slathered in the sauce
So go on your irony

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

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

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

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

Rat poison for
Pull the from the phone
I am dining alone
Rat poison for

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