🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Jesus Of Suburbia - Green Day

  Of Suburbia-
 
 Part I:  Of Suburbia
  the son of rage and love
 The  of Suburbia
 The  of none of the above
 On a steady diet 
 Soda pop  Ritalin
 No one ever died for 
  in hell
 As  as I can tell
 At  the ones I got away with
 
 And there's nothing  with me
 This is how I'm supposed to 
 In  land of make believe
 That don't believe  me
 
 Get my television 
 Sitting on my 
 The living room on my  womb
 While the Moms  Brads are away
 To fall in love and fall  debt
 To alcohol  cigarettes
  Mary Jane
  keep me insane
 Doing someone else's 
 
 And there's  wrong with me
 This is how I'm supposed to 
 In a land of make 
 That  believe in me
 
 Part II:  of the Damned
 At the center  the earth
 In  parking lot
 Of  7-11 were I was taught
 The motto was just  lie
 
 It says home  were your heart is
  what a shame
  everyone's heart
 Doesn't beat the 
 It's beating out of 
 
  of the damned
 At  end of another lost highway
 Signs misleading to 
  of the damned
 Lost children with dirty  today
 No one really  to care
 
  read the graffiti
 In the bathroom 
 Like the  scriptures of a shopping mall
 And so it seemed  confess
 
 It didn't say 
 But it  confirmed that
 The center of  earth
 Is the end of  world
 And  could really care less
 
  of the dead
 At the end  another lost highway
 Signs misleading to 
 City  the damned
 Lost children  dirty faces today
 No one really  to care
 
 Part III:  don't care
 I don't care if  don't
 I don't care if you 
 I don't care if you don't care 
 
  don't care.....
 
 Everyone  so full of shit
  and raised by hypocrites
 Hearts recycled but  saved
 From the cradle to the 
 We are  kids of war and peace
 From Anaheim to the Middle 
 We are  stories and disciples of
  Jesus of suburbia
 
 Land of make 
 And  don't believe in me
  of make believe
 And I don't 
 And I don't  (5x)
 
 Part  Dearly beloved
 Dearly  are you listening?
 I can't remember a word that  were saying
 Are  demented or am I disturbed?
 The space that's inbetween insane  insecure
 
 Oh therapy,  you please fill the void?
 Am I retarded or  I just overjoyed
 Nobody's  and I stand accused
 For  of a better word, and that's my best excuse
 
 Part V: Tales of  broken home
  live, and not to breathe
 Is to die, in 
 To run,  run away
 To find, what you 
 
  I leave behind
 This hurricane of ing 
 I lost my  to this
 This town that  exist
 So I  ,I run away
 To  light of masochist
 
 And I, leave 
 This hurricane of ing 
 And I, walked  line
 A  and one ing times
  not this time
 
 I don't feel  shame
 I  apologize
 When there ain't nowhere you can 
 
 Running  from pain
 When you've been 
 Tales from  broken home
 
 You're leaving...
 You're leaving...
 You're leaving...
  you're leaving home...