Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

Born in the flood, bloody finger-paint
marketed fresh water canons, forget me not
Epitaph, airbrush death
White T's, wife beaters, up, reattach flesh

In between the lines, of the law
the veil we dig our foundations
We navigate the globe trying to find a pattern to break the
With a family to feed nowhere we wont go

But what if caught?
They Im a snitch
at the check point
Found with his slit

Theres spray paint on the
(But if were caught?)
Anchorman screams that hes a monster
(They Im a snitch)
Mayday, theres bloodstains on his
(Shot at the point)
Mayday, they say hes gone berserk

Sometimes, when I wanna shut out this
Wanna rip up page
Wanna pour out this
Wanna get up on stage

And my become percussion
And my become the rage
And I on this table
Till it me something to say

I think about things
That Ive right in front of me
That I wanna believe
one of these mikes

Let me let em the way that it is
Is not how its be
Not if we let em get ahead of us
The present tensions, no

Its a fence across the path
That we're ready to walk
Rock footsteps, let em put up obstacles
And that it isnt possible, fuck that

We dont give em any
liberty and freedoms at stake
Peace will become pass
my life until my last day

It was eight in the bat cave
When the cracks in the plaster
And gave way to gaps in the
Mayday,

Put it on
For the passengers and
Cause this is a
the fuck are the rescue workers?

Not far off, on a cop car
In the hall a Pop-Tart
liquor in the rock bar
Everyone climb to the frontline, lunchtimes

All hands on deck to pull, from the landfill
Onlookers, brush off your shoulders
off that rubble
Break from your standstill

Signs of a better world, we understand
Failures we to occur
And bring redemption for our
(In between the lines, of the law)
Safety from the in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)

We write our own House Rules
To alive rituals that prove their worth
Search for we can trust
we can lock into

This is madness, salvage can't bandage
Hope, when its or broken compassion
Not enough in the van
When world is collapsing, our mode of

Broadcast through the glass, all we can
with the plastic scraps from the salad
Hoping to balance, emotions
And staged on 4:3

ballast for sadness, lives shattered
Are standard fare for cameras and stare
No abracadabras, no faster answers or for disasters
or plastered, we got it all backwards
Do you know the faction backing?

Its another man down, mother gone
drowned, another silenced song
Solitude, kind of strong
I miss you, another along

Missing in
Another page is blackened
Turned, to ashes
off the flags and the caskets

We'll never find you
the life of love we knew
These lightning are trouble
Who cant count the that punished through?

The bonds we thought never break
And never will and never and never fade
But theres the
Of you to their mistakes

In the lines
(Signs of a the movement)
from the crowd
(Outside of the law)
Causes we

Hands trace instructions
For in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)
Failures we expected to
And bring for our sins
(In the lines)
In the lines

In between the lines, of the law
Underneath the
In the lines, outside of the law
Underneath the

In between the lines, of the law
Underneath the
(We our foundations)
In the lines, outside of the law
In the lines