Luyện nghe bài hát Blues From A Gun

I don't about the state of my hair
I got something out of
That wasn't there
And kiss, kiss, kiss
Is never gonna blow me

Dreams of escape me awake
I'm never gonna get out and make it
I'm a stone tripper
Dying in a

Like a cracked sky it helps you to die
Don't it, scrape it
You're automatic pain
You're too young kid gonna get hit
Looks your never gonna make it
Off the government

I don't mind about the state of my
But you it's good for nothing
And I left you
It's a sick, city
But it's never gonna make me

If you're for real then go cut a deal
You're facing up to out
The way you feel
And you shake, shake,
you know you'll never make it away

Like a cracked sky it helps you to die
split it, scrape it
You're screaming automatic
You're too kid you're gonna get hit
Looks your never gonna make it
Off the government

Well I guess why I've always got the blues
Well I guess that's why I've always got the
Well I guess why I've always got the blues
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