Luyện nghe bài hát Anneurysm

(Verse 1: Slug)
...And then the vain start to pop from the
Pushed from the heart
Patience, I need more, as my temper becomes
To up and down on seesaw
I should escape, I should
Its gettin clear, clear
I'm in a bad position
I gave you power, you control
But you had to play the
Reckless with the treasure that you
isn't much as unsatisfying
as the man listening
in the one that's lying
Hide the crying, in the pocket
A fool for the interlude introduced the moshpit
Exhausted by the storm, before the
Holding on to a memory, keeping it within my palm
up, Time Bomb, the clock is ticking
Shot the gift and all you a pot to piss in and some wrong decisions
And here you are again, in your hand
Like powerless, an innocent victim of circumstance
Tell me that it hurts
Tell me it weighs you down
Tell me you need me
And tell you that I hate you now
YOU, you don't know what you need
And is the last time I tell you
Next time I'm leave
I can't watch your
I can't trust your
I swear to God your better then
I wish quit those drugs, bitch

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

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

(Verse 2: Murs)
Now I stand, at the threshold of anger
A pathway-- to which I am no
Danger lurks the side, once I cross, I black out
And I to act out, act my age, act my color
Act a fool, actin' then 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 inch of and skull, if the brain vain pops
Might become a vegetable, so I the stress in full
hard on a cigarette
thinking an aneurysm might just be a quicker death
I the Red and keep in step
Figure stress to make you blow brains out
From the inside, without the barrel
Blood bubble, eyes
Vains bulged from the
More than it's worth
gray matter goes red so I for my head
two fingers to my temple as the tempo
not for peace, but a piece as in steel
I still, clutch...
Want to cock back, bust and thrust this from my head
my brain starts to flush
Hush, you hear that? the voices that's talking
Squalkin, mocking, got me stopping, twitchin and
To get into shit then--- (scream)
Head spinnin, winnin, blendin, evil would say
it my wheel sendin a chill till I...

(Chorus 6X)