Luyện nghe bài hát The Noose

I've writing this letter now,
Several before,
When the party's and,
The is no more,
I'll tell you now that living has somewhat a chore,
And following their rules is such a God bore,
Now I say God I'm programmed,
But I in none,
I see no and I see no Holy Sons,
And if I'm wrong than strike me and break these breathing lungs,
Just the words reverse them back upon my evil tongue,
I've seen children arm like it's second nature,
Some wanna watch the world burn,
And bang the drums,
And that is why the and the rhythm will live on,
Chaos has a melody and death is a song,

I sing, sing out to the I sing,
Close this little and I think,
This life is a and it stings,
I'm to find a way to just sing,
out to the rafter's I sing,
Close this chapter and I think,
This life is a and it stings,
You see I'm to find a way out,

What a world, a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm hangin up the now,
for the end

I to visit wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendelton,
And the cause of the missing limbs it mean no love like Wimbledon,
When they sat before me young as hell and gave me like gentlemen,
I'm thinking that the enemy took away their ability to walk and to no way of rekindling,
What is now gone they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan,
The war if you win a damn they have no remorse at any bam,
That's fucked off we're chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked off,
Know our family is grieving 'cause war is their peeps and they crying their butts off,
why I get so much,
When a bust,
Why we got it so 'cause it's so rough,
For the young who,
Do exactly what told to do,
Damn, do exactly what they're told to do,
Defend they're country and the crew,
But give my one and soul for you,
a hell of a job description,
I don't know if my God's this one,
But I guess its the of sick men,
Send out youngin's and fall the victim,
Of an clans plan,
That's why I be dwamn,
'Cause on 9/11 I realized our fate is man's hands,

a world, what a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm hangin up the now,
for the end

When I see how my loved have left,
I wonder how long I I would fight,
I wonder if I would in and let the reaper lead me into night,
See I got too much left,
My died to early,
Reaching for moments more but instead the cancer in her lungs it from me,
We drift, naturally like two in the roughest of seas,
That's why this moments precious yet I'm too distant to it complete,
See days I feel so disconnected,
It gets to drop to my knees,
I guess that's a effect of living in generation XYZ,
Obsessed with pain and grief man I we were kids again,
Things were simpler 90s incidents,
Got me losing friends to the hands of men, fast,
Faster speeding bullets whizzing down alley ways,
Abruptly I'm up from this haze,
But only to realize the hasn't changed,
Some of ya'll not fazed,
Y'all think it's the way we raised?
Fuck it I'm right back in this haze,
'Cause thesecould turn out to be my today,
a hope and a prayer put a rope in the air,
But I'm too scared,
Chokin from the will I rock this chest,
back and forth and tempt death with a blank stare,

What a world, a world,
I'm hanging up the now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm hangin up the now,
for the end