Luyện nghe bài hát Blackened Lids

In the fall streets, shadows of Daniel,
Formulate the of survival, subtracted by stabbing's,
Saw three up, sudden drop in the heart rate,
Bullets are beheadings, In a eyes,
White people up on meth,
Black fucked up on rock,
Both peoples supply, cause money talks,
White and black children,
Boneless of the ghetto, fuck love,
In the end, hatred befriends you,
Dirty and 40's on the corner,
Despair lays in the gutter,
In of emptiness and alcoholic contents,
Dependant on a welfare incredibly complex,
Cast deep into the of the lions pit,
Beneath the red brick and an orange lit sky,
scared into the never ending never endings,
Beneath the pale and blackened lids of a child's eyes.

Blackened of a child's eyes, child's eyes,
Blackened lids of a child's eyes, eyes,
Blackened lids of a eyes, child's eyes,
Blackened lids of a child's eyes, eyes.

Heart when the glass shatters,
The screams violence, a colorless entity, intimacy,
Liquid spills and stains the mixture,
Leave a mark on the world, pretend,
Light under moonlight, philly's in the evening,
One mans form of escape to the bleeding,
Explain jealousy and envy the lights go off,
Turn to friends when the fight is lost,
day to day on the subway train,
Scribble sonnets on the back of your as fast as they came,
of tenements, hopes, and dreams,
The hopeless, can only to leave,
At the center of bye take it straight to hell,
Beneath the red brick buildings and an lit sky,
Hollow out the with a shot gun shell,
Beneath the pale corneas and blackened lids of a eyes.

Blackened lids of a eyes, child's eyes,
Blackened of a child's eyes, child's eyes,
Blackened lids of a eyes, child's eyes,
Blackened of a child's eyes, child's eyes.

Steal the light from there eyes, the shallow look,
Future is clockwork, follow the to death,
Cocaine is the father, is the mother,
Sex is the that produces the stress,
gun fights children pull, children squeeze,
Children of intent, are no good,
Cause a dies at birth when its born in the hood,
But still a child, a in the flesh,
Public houses to fuck,
Formulate the of survival, subtracted by stabbing's,
Saw growing up, sudden drop in the heart rate,
are beheadings, In a child's eyes,
Weep slowly and maybe someone hear,
the red brick buildings and an orange lit sky,
Maybe just maybe someone hear,
Beneath the corneas and blackened lids of a child's eyes.

Blackened lids of a eyes, child's eyes,
Blackened of a child's eyes, child's eyes,
Blackened lids of a child's eyes, eyes,
Blackened lids of a child's eyes, eyes.