Luyện nghe bài hát Bed Bugs

Let's and talk on a slow street
guy is cross-eyed and muttering
Looks at me "now who the fuck is he?"
And I tell you man I wish I knew

scavenged mattress and a stuffed bear
Bed Bugs crawl through your hair
You got thousand yard stare
I get just from talking to you

Drained hopes with the Argos son
Floating out on the year beer run
It's so to have fun
but there used to be a way to get

All your days fade
But all of the dogs, they think that they've got it made
And no matter you say,
You know that you are to do it anyway, do it anyway, do it anyway

Knuckle tattoo says "I to live
On another who assures me that I'm just too sensitive"
You can't everybody to fuck off forever
Then be mortified when they do

You had a textbook breakthrough on a plane
Seated next to kid
She's so embarrassed by her use of slang
And nobody ever gets to cool

And these days I'm saying something if I'm swaying
That's the only time it doesn't feel I'm explaining
So if you see me and I seem to
I'm not singing I'm talking to you

But you don't want a funeral unless everybody
And you don't want a unless you're adequately numb
And you want to speak not even to say goodbye
And you don't to share how you're in shadows all the time
And you don't to think about the people that you knew
They're a tug on sleeve, they're an embarrassment to you
Just bones in the sun, just a decomposing rind
Just a sitcom that before you even were alive
Your are full-length mirrors that you pull out of the garbage
Or orange juice soaked cotton balls to convince you, you starving
You need somebody to fuck, to call when you get down
And some people to make why they even stick around
And now you don't want to drink, you say it feels the as water
And you actually even like me, I just subconsciously remind you of your father
And his flannel shirts smelled liked cigarettes and rain
And a catalogue of you wished never had to change
But it's never been quite like it was when you a kid
Puffy eyes, play fight, bug bites, jiff peanut butter, toast crunch
allergy, bee stings

All of the are asleep
But the punks and the cops will both have to eat
And those people say
You know that you have got to do it anyway, do it anyway, do it