Luyện nghe bài hát Belle Glade Missionaries

The blade missionaries are here to steal cocaine
You better send your malaria to puncture their and
Send them to where they came from
Send them back to the of disease

From your psychotic episode to your chugging your schizophrenia
your dysphoric mania that makes you so likable
And everybody want to you
Save you for themselves

And letting get blown up in their schools today
So they can get them into their factories
And though it pains me to see being so betrayed
But I guess you'll never know so it matter
matter!

The feeble me to have because you been on the winds
I made the bones in my jaw hollow
And there's a sense that a prowler on the prairie
Leaving hair on the

We help to flatten the sounds that bound the street
And my fear of release
Someone else's consciousness and down the stairs to with
Oh but too there's these rays there to with

And letting children get blown up in their schools
So they can get back into their factories
And it pains me to see you all being so deceived
But I guess you'll never know so it doesn't
matter!

I have a you want to be
The female Henry
Cynically to your lovers as your prince and
Exploiting other madness

I never sensed you'd ever out to me
Telepathically through all archaic
But I never once you, so
I you were just lying again

Back up and then see my
Like some nation people
Like I'm a talents destroyed
Like I'm a pair of voice
no choices at the present
Still there's a in things unpleasant
Will you post naked gifts of your epileptic
And keep track of your hits and your don't give a shit
And view your with amusement
All the evil in the
There are no victims, only

children get blown up in their schools today
So they can get them back their factories
You it pains me to see you all being so betrayed
But I guess never know so it doesn't matter
matter!

Can't trust my instinct
And I'm mechanic
You more synthetic
They more synthetic
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