Luyện nghe bài hát The Noose

I've tried this letter now,
Several before,
When the over and,
The is no more,
I'll tell you now that living has become a chore,
And following their is such a God foresaken bore,
Now I say God I'm programmed,
But I in none,
I see no interventions and I see no Sons,
And if I'm than strike me down and break these breathing lungs,
Just the words reverse them back upon my evil tongue,
I've seen arm eachother like it's second nature,
Some wanna watch the world burn,
And bang the drums,
And that is why the music and the rhythm will on,
has a melody and death is like a song,

I sing, out to the rafter's I sing,
this little chapter and I think,
This life is a and it stings,
I'm trying to find a way to sing,
out to the rafter's I sing,
Close little chapter and I think,
This life is a and it stings,
You see I'm trying to a way out,

a world, what a world,
I'm hanging up the now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end

I went to visit wounded out on Camp Pendelton,
And the cause of the missing limbs it mean there's no love Wimbledon,
When they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades gentlemen,
I'm thinking the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling,
What is now unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan,
The war if you win a damn have no remorse at any minute bam,
That's fucked off while we're on tour on the bus getting sucked off,
Know our family is grieving 'cause war is their peeps and they crying their butts off,
why I get so much,
When a bust,
Why we got it so good 'cause so rough,
For the soldiers who,
Do what they're told to do,
Damn, do exactly what they're told to do,
Defend they're and uphold the crew,
But my one and only soul for you,
That's a of a job description,
I know if my God's with this one,
But I guess its the of sick men,
out youngin's and they fall the victim,
Of an evil plan,
why I be saying dwamn,
'Cause on 9/11 I our fate is another man's hands,

What a world, a world,
I'm hanging up the now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm hangin up the now,
for the end

When I see how my loved ones left,
I how long I would I would fight,
I wonder if I would give in and let the reaper me into night,
See I got too much left,
My grandmother to early,
Reaching for moments more but instead the in her lungs took it from me,
We drift, naturally like two in the roughest of seas,
That's why this moments precious yet I'm too to feel it complete,
See these days I so disconnected,
It gets to drop to my knees,
I guess that's a side of living in generation XYZ,
Obsessed with and grief man I wish we were kids again,
Things were simpler 90s incidents,
Got me losing to the hands of violent men, fast,
Faster than speeding whizzing down alley ways,
Abruptly I'm waking up from haze,
But to realize the world hasn't changed,
Some of not even fazed,
Y'all think it's the way we raised?
it I'm sinkin right back in this haze,
'Cause turn out to be my last today,
With a hope and a put a rope in the air,
But I'm too scared,
Chokin the pressure will I rock this chest,
back and forth and tempt death with a blank stare,

What a world, a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end,
What a world, a world,
I'm up the noose now,
for the end