Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

Born in the flood, finger-paint sets
Black marketed fresh water canons, me not
Epitaph, airbrush death
White T's, beaters, button 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 break the
With a to feed theres nowhere we wont go

But if were caught?
They Im a snitch
Shot at the point
with his throat slit

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

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

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

Then I think about
Ive seen right in front of me
That I wanna 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 present tensions, no

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This is madness, teams can't bandage
Hope, its damaged or broken compassion
Not rope in the van
When world is collapsing, our of action

Broadcast the glass, all we can manage
Donate the plastic scraps from the salad
to balance, emotions invalidated
And on 4:3 aspects

Just ballast for sadness, lives
Are standard fare for and channels stare
No abracadabras, no faster answers or for disasters
Remastered or plastered, we got it all
Do you the faction you're backing?

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

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

We'll never another you
Despite the life of love we
These lightning are trouble
Who cant count the strikes that punished

The bonds we would never break
And never and never change and never fade
But the rage
Of you to their mistakes

In between the
(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 redemption for our
(In the lines)
In between the

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

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