Luyện nghe bài hát This Angry Silence

I hear my father at my mother
In the next door
always threatening to pack his bags
'Cause he take it anymore
And my brother's
But no one seems to care about the he's in
And my sister's in a club, she's a in a pub
And my full of gin

Can you this angry silence?

I spend the on my own
Writing poetry
Writing poems for the girl I
But she love me
And I'm scared to go out at
not safe on the streets
And it's hard to disagree in society
You can't anyone you meet

Can you this angry silence?

Listen, listen, listen... this silence