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, button up, flesh

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

But what if caught?
They said Im a
at the check point
Found with his throat

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

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

And my lips become
And my become the rage
And I pound on table
Till it me something to say

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

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
we're already ready to walk
Rock footsteps, let em put up obstacles
And prove it isnt possible, fuck that

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

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

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

Not far off, on a cop car
In the hall with a
Sipping liquor in the bar
Everyone climb to the frontline, canceled

All hands on deck to pull, from the landfill
Onlookers, passers-by brush off your
off that rubble
Break free from your

Signs of a world, causes we understand
Failures we expected to
And redemption 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 Rules
To keep alive that prove their worth
Search for systems we can
Rhythms we can lock

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

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

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

Its another man down, mother gone
Child drowned, another song
Solitude, another of strong
I you, another strung along

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

We'll find another you
Despite the 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 between the
(Signs of a the movement)
from the crowd
(Outside of the law)
Causes we

Hands that trace
For in the shadows on the run
(Underneath the veil)
we expected to occur
And redemption for our sins
(In the lines)
In between the

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

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