Luyện nghe bài hát Gigabyte Wars

Well, you grow up, you just get older, carrying
all the familiar burdens with you, back on
the hometown streets on a night of stars.
No one ever said it was to be just, you really
ought to know by now how all red in tooth and claw;
after all, weren't you the one for more?
In the gigabyte wars - and round we go,
beneath the vapour trails - tangled up in a web of lies,
of fortune and savage tales.
Well, you stage in blood and pain, gulped for air
and then you cried out - this is just the way it
that's Stupid again . . .
It's not the things that you fear come to get you,
But all the things you expect, face down in a
drowning of unfulfilled desire, in the gigabyte wars . . .
Then comes the - just seems to make the night grow hotter,
we listen to the drops as clatter on the roofs of the cars;
sometimes it like you're going to suffocate in this
conspiracy of noise - but though the ties they to break-point,
still they hold, still they hold, and blood runs in crimson streams
and dries the earth - but still they hold.
In the gigabyte wars, once we lost, then we were found;
once we were - then we were lost again.
Get real, if a real exists - nothing more than this,
out on nothingness . . .