Luyện nghe bài hát So Says I

An address to the door
I was on a stone again,
Pulling from the pimps of gore
hatched a tragic opera in my mind,
And it told of a new design in which every soul is duty
To uphold all the statutes of
lies the fatal flaw of the red age

Because it was nothing like we'd dreamt
Or lust for life had gone with the rent we hated
And becase it no money nobody saved no one's life this time

So we burned all our
And let nature take it's course
And the big onese eat all the little ones
That sends us back to the board

In my hours
We all asked for some
to come
Sprinkle his all around
But all our crying voices can't turn it around
And you've had some conversations of your own

We've got rules and maps and guns in our but we still can't just behave ourselves,
Even if to our own lives
So I:
We are a brutal

'Cause is nothing like we'd ever dreamt
Tell Sir More we've got another failed attempt
'Cause if it makes them money they just give you life this time