Luyện nghe bài hát Still Waiting for the Punchline

We rely on subtle
and stabs at humour
to reveal our roles
of and domination

who did you enlighten
humiliate to sell your point of
create an image for consumption
insecurity as

see soul
in your
hope your
will not

i'm sick of grain of salt
that i take you with
i wanna lash out but i my lip
the talk gets older and the lines get
your at godliness has already failed

you can't
your thirst and
for your
in the

why
are you so damned sure that you shut your out
i learned to shut out every hateful word

never
see the you've lost
from your transparent mask

i haven't to hate you
i've just grown to you
you label me class rank and
your masturbation
absolutely intoxicated
by own mouth running in circles
tongue always tends to lose it
every you get you abuse it
you now have a lifetime
time

i'm sick and tired of your
why you shut the fuck up

when you
how easy
it is to
demanding
all the
for no
maybe believe me

own will to power has come back to haunt you