Luyện nghe bài hát The Noose

I've writing this letter now,
times before,
When the over and,
The is no more,
tell you now that living has become 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 strike me down and break these breathing lungs,
Just take the words reverse back upon my evil tongue,
I've seen arm eachother like it's second nature,
Some just watch the world burn,
And bang the drums,
And that is why the music and the rhythm live on,
has a melody and death is like a song,

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

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

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

a world, what 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

When I see how my ones have left,
I how long I would I would fight,
I wonder if I would give in and let the reaper me into night,
See I got too pride left,
My grandmother to early,
Reaching for moments more but the cancer in her lungs took it from me,
We drift, naturally like two ships in the of seas,
why this moments precious yet I'm too distant to feel it complete,
See these I feel so disconnected,
It gets to drop to my knees,
I that's a side effect of living in generation XYZ,
Obsessed with pain and man I wish we were kids again,
Things were simpler 90s incidents,
Got me friends to the hands of violent men, fast,
than speeding bullets whizzing down alley ways,
Abruptly I'm waking up from haze,
But only to the world hasn't changed,
Some of ya'll not fazed,
Y'all think the way we been raised?
Fuck it I'm sinkin right in this haze,
'Cause turn out to be my last today,
With a hope and a prayer put a in the air,
But I'm too scared,
from the pressure will I rock this chest,
Swing back and 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 up the noose now,
for the end