Luyện nghe bài hát The Listening

Strike the
not a message in the sound
Hold out hands
When God's not listening.

Best believe, best
be systematically
Placed to die
With a taste, so
It drain the sorrow, the sorrow.

living through your eyes
But we start to die
We our losses.

Strike the
There's not a message in the
out your hands
When your God's not
The common of a modern day escape
Is for the listening.

You pull your way
Through the situations
and time again
You your pawns in straight lines
to buy time
Will we find the end, find the

We're living through your
But we start to die
We our losses.

Making the wrong
Hoping you'll make them
We our voices in time.

Strike the
not a message in the sound
Hold out hands
When your God's not
The common ground of a day escape
Is for the listening.

Where you turn
When your God has abandoned
Where you turn
When he you to die?

Where you turn
When your God has you?
will you turn
When he leaves you to

We for God
the structure
it out
We empty skies.

Strike the
not a message in the sound
Hold out hands
When your God's not
The ground of a modern day escape
Is for the listening.

We're through your eyes
But we start to die.