Luyện nghe bài hát Belle Glade Missionaries

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

From your first episode to your chugging your schizophrenia
It's your dysphoric mania that 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 them back into factories
And though it me to see while being so betrayed
But I guess you'll never know so it doesn't
matter!

The feeble wants me to have you been on the winds
I the bones in my jaw going hollow
And a sense that 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
Someone else's consciousness and down the stairs to with
Oh but too these rays there to pretend with

And letting children get blown up in their 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 know so it doesn't matter
matter!

I have a sense you to be
The female Miller
referring to your lovers as your prince and
Exploiting other madness

I never 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 then see my
Like some nation people
Like I'm a talents destroyed
Like I'm a pair of specta
When no at the present
Still there's a in things unpleasant
Will you post naked gifts of your epileptic
And keep of your hits and your friends don't give a shit
And view your with amusement
All the evil in the
There are no victims, participants

Letting children get blown up in their schools
So they can get them back into their
You know it pains me to see you all being so
But I guess you'll know so it doesn't matter
matter!

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