Luyện nghe bài hát Belle Glade Missionaries

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

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

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

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

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

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

I a sense you want to be
The female Henry
Cynically referring to your lovers as your and
other people's madness

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

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

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

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