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 become a chore,
And following their is such a God foresaken bore,
Now I say God I'm programmed,
But I in none,
I see no interventions and I see no Sons,
And if I'm wrong than strike me down and break these lungs,
Just take the words them back upon my evil tongue,
I've children 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 will on,
has a melody and death is like a song,

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

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

I went to visit wounded soldiers out on Pendelton,
And the cause of the limbs it mean there's no love like Wimbledon,
When they sat before me young as and gave me accolades like gentlemen,
I'm that the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch 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 while we're chilling on tour on the bus getting off,
Know our family is grieving 'cause war is recieving their and they crying their butts off,
why I get so much,
When a bust,
Why we got it so good 'cause so rough,
For the soldiers who,
Do exactly what they're to do,
Damn, do exactly what they're told to do,
Defend they're and uphold the crew,
But give my one and only for you,
That's a of a job description,
I don't if my God's with this one,
But I its the laws of sick men,
Send out youngin's and they the victim,
Of an clans plan,
why I be saying dwamn,
'Cause on 9/11 I realized our fate is man's hands,

What a world, 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

When I see how my loved ones left,
I how long I would I would fight,
I if I would give in and let the reaper lead me into night,
See I got too much left,
My grandmother to early,
Reaching for moments more but instead the cancer in her took it from me,
We drift, like two ships in the roughest of seas,
That's why moments precious yet I'm too distant to feel it complete,
See days I feel so disconnected,
It gets harder to to my knees,
I guess that's a side of living in generation XYZ,
Obsessed with and grief man I wish we were kids again,
Things were than 90s incidents,
Got me losing friends to the hands of men, fast,
Faster than speeding whizzing down alley ways,
Abruptly I'm waking up this haze,
But to realize the world hasn't changed,
Some of not even fazed,
Y'all think it's the way we been
it I'm sinkin right back in this haze,
'Cause thesecould out to be my last today,
With a and a prayer put a rope in the air,
But I'm too scared,
Chokin from the pressure will I rock chest,
Swing back and forth and tempt with a blank stare,

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