Luyện nghe bài hát The Noose

I've tried this letter now,
times before,
When the party's and,
The is no more,
I'll tell you now that has become somewhat 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 and I see no Holy Sons,
And if I'm wrong than strike me and break these breathing lungs,
Just take the words them back upon my evil tongue,
I've seen children arm like it's second nature,
Some just watch the world burn,
And upon the drums,
And that is why the music and the will 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,
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,

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 there's no love like Wimbledon,
When they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades gentlemen,
I'm thinking the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling,
What is now gone unless they got like Forrest and Lt. Dan,
The war if you win a damn have no remorse at any minute bam,
fucked off while 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 soldiers who,
Do exactly what they're to do,
Damn, do what what they're told to do,
Defend they're and uphold the crew,
But give my one and only for you,
a hell 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 evil plan,
That's why I be dwamn,
on 9/11 I realized our fate is another man's hands,

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

When I see how my ones have left,
I wonder how long I I would fight,
I wonder if I would give in and let the reaper lead me night,
See I got too much left,
My died to early,
Reaching for more but instead the cancer in her lungs took it from me,
We drift, naturally two ships in the roughest of seas,
That's why this moments precious yet I'm too distant to it complete,
See these I feel so disconnected,
It gets harder to to my knees,
I guess 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,
Faster than speeding bullets whizzing down ways,
Abruptly I'm waking up from haze,
But to realize the world hasn't changed,
Some of not even fazed,
think it's the way we been raised?
Fuck it I'm right back in this haze,
'Cause turn out to be my last today,
With a hope and a put a rope in the air,
But I'm too scared,
Chokin from the pressure will I this chest,
Swing back and forth and tempt death with a stare,

a world, what 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