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

 -Jesus  Suburbia-
 
  I: Jesus Of Suburbia
  the son of rage and love
 The Jesus of 
 The bible of none  the above
 On  steady diet of
 Soda pop and 
 No one ever died  my
  in hell
 As  as I can tell
 At least the ones I  away with
 
 And there's  wrong with me
 This is how I'm  to be
 In a land  make believe
  don't believe in me
 
 Get my  fix
 Sitting on  crucifix
 The  room on my private womb
 While the Moms  Brads are away
 To fall  love and fall in debt
  alcohol and cigarettes
 And Mary 
  keep me insane
 Doing someone  cocaine
 
 And there's nothing  with me
 This is how I'm supposed  be
 In a land  make believe
 That  believe in me
 
 Part II:  of the Damned
 At the center of the 
  the parking lot
  the 7-11 were I was taught
 The  was just a lie
 
  says home is were your heart is
 But what  shame
 Cause everyone's 
  beat the same
  beating out of time
 
 City of  damned
  the end of another lost highway
 Signs misleading to 
  of the damned
 Lost children  dirty faces today
 No one really seems  care
 
  read the graffiti
 In the  stall
 Like the holy scriptures of a  mall
 And  it seemed to confess
 
 It  say much
 But it only confirmed 
 The center  the earth
 Is the end of  world
 And I could really  less
 
 City  the dead
 At  end of another lost highway
 Signs misleading  nowhere
 City  the damned
  children with dirty faces today
 No one really seems  care
 
 Part III:  don't care
 I don't  if you don't
 I don't  if you don't
 I don't care  you don't care (4x)
 
 I  care.....
 
 Everyone  so full of shit
 Born and raised by 
  recycled but never saved
 From the cradle to  grave
 We are the kids of war and 
 From Anaheim  the Middle East
 We are the  and disciples of
 The  of suburbia
 
 Land  make believe
 And it don't  in me
  of make believe
 And I  believe
 And I don't  (5x)
 
 Part IV:  beloved
 Dearly beloved are you 
  can't remember a word that you were saying
 Are we  or am I disturbed?
 The space that's  insane and insecure
 
 Oh therapy,  you please fill the void?
 Am I  or am I just overjoyed
 Nobody's perfect and I  accused
 For lack of a better word, and that's my  excuse
 
 Part V:  of another broken home
 To live,  not to breathe
 Is to die,  tragedy
  run, to run away
 To find, what  believe
 
 And I  behind
  hurricane of ing lies
 I lost my  to this
 This  that don't exist
 So I run ,I  away
 To the  of masochist
 
  I, leave behind
 This  of ing lies
 And I, walked this 
 A million and one  times
 But not this 
 
 I don't  any shame
 I  apologize
 When there ain't  you can go
 
 Running away  pain
 When  been victimized
 Tales from another broken 
 
 You're leaving...
 You're leaving...
 You're leaving...
 Ah,  leaving home...