Luyện nghe bài hát Volatile

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never see me coming
Their twisted in shock
Now the fools come
To put our heads to the
Sick of the
Sick of the
Sick of the
This feeling of
Sick of folks privil eged and vain
Protesting a culture that isn't the
Don't blame the elites
When nazi march the streets
So call me a call me a fake
It's nothing compared to your pride and your

Dead and
There's times are
There's no room for you

Dead and
There's no room for you
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the World

You'll never see me
Sick of the
of the shit
Sick of them telling me immigrants
Sick of the on my phone screen
of the NRA trying to scare me
Stop crying
Stop self-defense
men won't speak because they're scared of the violence
But bad men keep to fill up the silence

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There's no room for you

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There's no room for you
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