Luyện nghe bài hát Belle Glade Missionaries

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

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

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

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

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

And letting children get blown up in their schools
So they can get them back into factories
And it pains 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 Henry
Cynically referring to your as your prince and
other people's madness

I never sensed you'd call out to me
through all archaic mediums
But I once heard you, so
I think you were lying again

up and then see my void
Like some nation people
Like I'm a been destroyed
Like I'm a pair of voice
When no at the present
Still there's a in things unpleasant
you post naked gifts of your epileptic fits
And keep track of your hits and your friends don't a shit
And view future with amusement
All the in the universe
There are no victims, participants

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

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