Luyện nghe bài hát False Flags

In city shoes of clueless
Pays the views and no news
will fade from blood to sport
The cut these fuses short

Smokers a colonial pig
and frame, this pain I think
I'm melting silver poles my
You bleed your and then disappear

The moving and pilot lights
Smithereens have got 'em scaling
Modern times come me down
And battle lines are drawn across town

Parisian boys without your
Ghetto stones instead of
Talk 'em 'cause it's up in flames
And changed

Parisian boys your names
Riot 1968 again
The days of rage, yeah, changed
pretty flames

In school, I would just bite my
And now your words, strike me down
The are false and they contradict
They point and click which to lick

On avenues, Christian breeze
its heart to more needles please
Our eyes roll and we beg for more
It frays this skin and underscore

The case for war you spin and
The cells you fill screen savers
The girls you breed, the soaps you write
The graceless charm of your gutter

The scenes and suburbanites
And got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come me down
The battle lines are drawn across town

English boys your names
Ghetto instead of chains
Hearts and minds, and U.S.
Nothing's

And English boys without your
like the 1980's again
The days of rage, yeah, changed
More flames