Luyện nghe bài hát Anneurysm

(Verse 1: Slug)
...And then the start to pop from the blood
Pushed from the heart
Patience, I need more, as my temper tempted
To up and down on this
I escape, I should disappear
Its gettin clear, crystal
I'm in a bad here
I gave you power, gave you
But you had to the role
Reckless with the treasure you hold
isn't much as unsatisfying
as the blind man
in the one that's lying
Hide the crying, tears in the
A fool for the interlude that introduced the
Exhausted by the storm, before the
Holding on to a memory, keeping it warm my palm
Wake up, Time Bomb, the is ticking
Shot the gift and all you got's a pot to piss in and some wrong
And here you are again, emotions in hand
Like your powerless, an victim of circumstance
Tell me it hurts again
me that it weighs you down
Tell me you need me
And I'll you that I hate you now
YOU, you don't know what you need
And this is the last I tell you
Next time I'm leave
I can't watch destruction
I trust your judgement
I swear to God your then this
I wish you'd quit those drugs,

(Slug and Murs)
High or low, hot and cold, took the wheel, lost
and bad, wrong or right, die or live a longer life
Stop and go, in and out, and feel, scream and shout
Back and forth, up and down, off the course, it now

(Chorus: by Slug and Murs: Repeat 2X)
I sleep now. life keeps me awake.

(Verse 2: Murs)
Now here I stand, at the threshold of
A to which I am no stranger
Danger lurks the other side, I cross, I black out
And I to act out, act my age, act my color
Act a fool, actin' other myself (in a way)
Quick, to the shelf, and of the AK
i walk with no reason, demon
I reside and hide in the underneath
A of flesh and skull, if the brain vain pops
Might become a vegetable, so I take the stress in
hard on a cigarette
thinking an aneurysm might just be a quicker death
I flick the Red and in step
Figure stress to you blow your brains out
the inside, without the double barrel
Blood bubble, eyes
bulged from the forehead
More trouble than it's
matter goes red so I pause for my head
two to my temple as the tempo increases
not for peace, but a as in cold steel
I still, clutch...
Want to cock back, bust and this pressure from my head
Before my brain to flush
Hush, you hear It's the voices that's talking
Squalkin, mocking, got me stopping, and itchin
To get into some shit (scream)
Head spinnin, they winnin, blendin, would say
it bendin' my wheel sendin a chill I...

(Chorus 6X)