Luyện nghe bài hát Belle Glade Missionaries

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

your first psychotic episode to your chugging your schizophrenia
It's your dysphoric that makes you so likable
And want to save you
Save you just for

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

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

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

And letting children get blown up in schools today
So they can get them back into factories
And though it 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
referring to your lovers as your prince and
Exploiting people's madness

I sensed you'd ever call out to me
Telepathically through all mediums
But I never heard you, so
I think you just lying again

Back up and see my void
Like some nation people
Like I'm a talents been
Like I'm a of specta voice
no choices at the present
Still a value in things unpleasant
Will you post gifts of your epileptic fits
And keep track of your hits and friends don't give a shit
And view your future amusement
All the in the universe
are no victims, only participants

Letting get blown up in their schools today
So can get them back into their factories
You know it pains me to see you all so betrayed
But I guess you'll never know so it matter
matter!

Can't my instinct lately
And I'm feeling
You feel more
They feel synthetic
synthetic