Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

Born in the flood, bloody sets
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
Underneath the we dig our foundations
We navigate the globe trying to find a pattern to the mold
With a family to theres nowhere we wont go

But if were caught?
They said Im a
Shot at the point
Found with his throat

Theres paint on the teleprompter
(But what if caught?)
screams that hes seen a monster
(They Im a snitch)
Mayday, theres on his shirt
(Shot at the point)
Mayday, they say hes gone berserk

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

And my become percussion
And my become the rage
And I pound on table
Till it gives me to say

Then I think about
Ive seen right in front of me
That I dont believe
Gimme one of mikes

Let me let em know the way it is
Is not how its be
Not if we dont let em get of us
The tensions, no threat

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

We give em any weight
True liberty and at stake
Peace never become pass
my life until my last day

It was half-past eight in the bat
the cracks in the plaster collapsed
And way to gaps in the pavement
Mayday,

Put it on
For the and messengers
Cause this is a
Where the fuck are the rescue

Not far off, on a cop car
In the with a Pop-Tart
Sipping in the rock bar
Everyone to the frontline, lunchtimes canceled

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

of a better world, causes we understand
Failures we to occur
And bring for our sins
(In the lines, outside of the law)
Safety the crowds in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)

We write our own Cider House
To alive rituals that prove their worth
for systems we can trust
Rhythms we can into

This is madness, salvage teams bandage
Hope, its damaged or broken compassion
Not rope in the van
When is collapsing, our mode of action

Broadcast through the glass, all we can
Donate with the plastic from the salad
Hoping to balance, invalidated
And on 4:3 aspects

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

Its another man down, another mother
Child drowned, another silenced
Solitude, another kind of
I miss you, another along

Missing in
Another page is burned
Turned, to ashes
Dust off the and the caskets

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

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

In between the
(Signs of a the movement)
Refuge from the
(Outside of the law)
Causes we

Hands trace instructions
For in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)
Failures we expected to
And redemption 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
the veil

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