Luyện nghe bài hát The Futile

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

What do the old people us
But how to die, die
(Die, die)
What do those hissy fits 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 no taste, I don't like these tiny portions
Or your artful abortions of sound, with a kiss
in the sauce sarcastic
So go on your irony

What do the old people 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 outweighs the
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 still sing it
Hope it covers the in slime
The drama and
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 tonight
Rat for dinner

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