Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Feeder

I'm gettin' now
I gotta pry these vices off me that just bolt me
So let the gauge
I fill the pipes of my kitchen sink with
Wash the out, do my dishes, sweep my spot
I was glossy-eyed smokin weed on my
But nowadays all I really is my family
I found solace, I found a gal don't bite
My heartbeats resembling the sound of calliope
Don't be my dad's senile son
But my momma's death me how to treat my lungs
You see, nothing cleanses me like a three run
help me untangle every dream I've spun

I am lookin' at my new front
I made a bird feeder outta beer bottles 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 to keep my fuse short
Still I'm, I'm here
If don't wanna love me, fuck 'em
I changed, just got sick of being what I wasn't

I will be confined by a
And ain't a mantra
I think it's healthy for me to wander
Throught the haze
The towns and promenades
Where corporate penpushers choke down marmalade
of romance, Huxters
Avenue performers, balloon twisting
Multi-colored pill-shoveling shady pool hustlers
Discharge outta their car mufflers
My town still breeds and wild foxes
My life is scattered all the house in brown boxes
I am an human, I am a man
quite suspicious of God's plan, you understand.

I am lookin' at my new door
I made a feeder 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 of sorts
Responsible in no time to keep my fuse
I'm, I'm right here
If they don't love me, fuck 'em
I haven't changed, just got sick of what I wasn't

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

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