Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Feeder

I'm older now
I gotta pry these vices off me that just bolt me
So let the pulses
I the pipes of my kitchen sink with scotch
the glass out, do my dishes, sweep my spot
I was glossy-eyed weed on my canopy
But nowadays all I really need is my
I solace, I found a gal that don't bite
My heartbeats resembling the sound of pipes
wanna be my dad's senile son
But my momma's death taught me how to treat my
You see, nothing cleanses me like a three run
It'll help me untangle every I've spun

I am lookin' at my new front
I made a bird outta beer bottles lying on the floor
I am lookin at my new front
And I am not about to another poisonous apple core
I am a figure, a figure of sorts
Responsible in no time to keep my fuse
Still I'm, I'm here
If they don't love me, fuck 'em
I haven't changed, just got sick of being what I

I be confined by a genre
And that ain't a
I just think it's for me to wander
Throught the pomegranate
The ghost towns and
Where corporate penpushers choke down marmalade
Engineers of romance,
Avenue performers, twisting buskers
Multi-colored slimeball shady pool hustlers
Discharge outta their car mufflers
My town still breeds deers and foxes
My is scattered all around the house in brown boxes
I am an human, I am a man
That's suspicious of God's plan, you understand.

I am lookin' at my new front
I made a bird feeder outta beer lying on the floor
I am lookin at my new front
And I am not about to bite another poisonous core
I am a figure, a figure of sorts
Responsible in no time to my fuse short
I'm, I'm right here
If don't wanna love me, fuck 'em
I haven't changed, just got sick of being what I

I understood suicide better ever
But it just ain't for me, not my cup of tea
I accept the challenge that my demons are presenting
means being patient with a six-year old
That I admit when I'm wrong or we don't make love
And because we break down doesn't mean we break up
And yeah, we got money problems, so
We a love that's so robust
(bring the in)
I'm gonna follow those archaic
Have a family, stay through my lifetime
I'm oxygen, blood flow, baseball practice
I for a therapeutic tracklist
My dad is 66-years old, he three miles every other day
more can I say?
But these are the golden years,
I loved my 20's but I would not do them
begin, it goes

I am lookin' at my new front
I made a bird outta beer bottles lying on the floor
I am lookin at my new front
And I am not about to another poisonous apple core
I am a figure, a father figure of
Responsible in no time to keep my short
Still I'm, I'm right
If don't wanna love me, fuck 'em
I haven't changed, just got sick of what I wasn't