Luyện nghe bài hát The Futile

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

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

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 abortions of sound, sealed with a kiss
Slathered in the sarcastic
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
how to cry, pussy, cry?

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

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

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

Rat for dinner
Pull the chord the phone
I am dining tonight
Rat for dinner

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