Luyện nghe bài hát Brewing Static Lines

[Intro][Chris
I met the devil in something
I the softest lullaby

Shoot the saints,
Manic and panicked we traffic our madness for
Too letting' smoke brew static their brain
I remain and hopeless to the blazed
Now to the ways of the kids I stay stuck in a daze
skies above blacktops
Walk the city block and suddenly the struck
God ain't nothing but a
Faultless to the as much as the guiltless
I'm my breathe keeping sickness out of my chest
like I ruined something beautiful again
Praying reason won't get in
sparks and sputters then stops
Starts then too far
Hits hard and stays with aggression
In this dead end
Fallen heavens burned in my reflection
without lessons
Broken, in need of some
taken some patience
But truth is I am my own demon

Buck]
I met the devil in beautiful
I heard the softest
So it made me cry
And as I to die
The they flickered out

Dim lit, Like in the comedy
We for the hit
Streams down
These like hurricanes rush without a sound
mix now
Consciousness is down for the
One two, one two
Exhale and repeat these into ground
four three four
Passed out on the
by commitment, playing' Russian roulette
With sterilization and in women lacking any safety net
Taking' back from regret to regret
Its shot to pieces
And when the preacher his peace
It's screaming' I believe this
Five six, six
and dauntless
Crushed and shot quick
Endorphins dry inside hospital ridden state kids
Seven
Psycho stopped doing the job and the voices strayed off

So lay to sleep tonight
With a stomach full of bottled
To welcome death with a count from ten

[Chorus][Chris
I met the devil in beautiful
I heard the softest
So soft it me cry
And as I to die
The they flickered out

We're a a poison
I to God
I'm sitting praying screaming we'll to die off
I ain't a fan of territory or soldier
I've seen enough in my family to keep it from me
We're thieves, liars, and dead
Unplugging the lines to keep from credit companies
home, so quit knocking
You're just talking to the door
Just walk off and gone
We're wasting
We're teaching kids to
kids will most likely be
Exactly as their are
This the way to breed
Steal you got to eat
We're just too to see
this ain't how to raise your seeds
I might as be praying to a wall
Cause constant culture got no direction but a downfall
And I to God
We still are and will always be a poison

[Chorus][Chris
I met the devil in beautiful
I the softest lullaby
So it made me cry
And as I to die
The lights they out