Luyện nghe bài hát The Noose

I've tried writing this now,
times before,
When the over and,
The is no more,
I'll you now that living has become somewhat a chore,
And following rules is such a God foresaken bore,
Now I say God I'm programmed,
But I in none,
I see no and I see no Holy Sons,
And if I'm wrong than strike me down and break these lungs,
Just the words reverse them back upon my evil tongue,
I've children arm eachother like it's second nature,
Some just wanna the world burn,
And upon the drums,
And that is why the music and the rhythm live on,
Chaos has a and death is like a song,

I sing, sing out to the I sing,
Close little chapter and I think,
This is a disaster and it stings,
I'm trying to find a way to sing,
out to the rafter's I sing,
Close this little and I think,
This life is a and it stings,
You see I'm to find a way out,

a world, what a world,
I'm hanging up the now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end

I went to visit wounded out on Camp Pendelton,
And the cause of the missing limbs it there's no love like Wimbledon,
When they sat before me young as hell and gave me like gentlemen,
I'm that the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling,
is now gone unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan,
The war if you win a damn they have no remorse at any bam,
That's fucked off while chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked off,
our family is grieving 'cause war is recieving their peeps and they crying their butts off,
why I get so much,
When a bust,
Why we got it so good it's so rough,
For the soldiers who,
Do what they're told to do,
Damn, do what exactly what they're to do,
Defend they're country and the crew,
But give my one and soul for you,
That's a of a job description,
I know if my God's with this one,
But I guess its the laws of men,
Send out youngin's and they the victim,
Of an evil plan,
That's why I be dwamn,
'Cause on 9/11 I realized our is another man's hands,

What a world, a world,
I'm hanging up the now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm hangin up the now,
for the end

When I see how my loved ones left,
I wonder how long I I would fight,
I wonder if I would in and let the reaper lead me into night,
See I got too much left,
My grandmother to early,
Reaching for moments but instead the cancer in her lungs took it from me,
We drift, naturally two ships in the roughest of seas,
That's why this moments yet I'm too distant to feel it complete,
See days I feel so disconnected,
It gets harder to to my knees,
I guess a side effect of living in generation XYZ,
Obsessed with pain and grief man I wish we kids again,
were simpler than 90s incidents,
Got me friends to the hands of violent men, fast,
Faster speeding bullets whizzing down alley ways,
Abruptly I'm waking up from haze,
But only to realize the hasn't changed,
of ya'll not even fazed,
Y'all think it's the way we raised?
it I'm sinkin right back in this haze,
'Cause thesecould turn out to be my today,
With a hope and a prayer put a in the air,
But I'm too scared,
Chokin the pressure will I rock this chest,
Swing back and and tempt death with a blank stare,

a world, what a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm hangin up the now,
for the end