Luyện nghe bài hát Campfire

Chase the high until it
pace myself
Push my limits
I break myself
My is on the way-ay-ay-ay
Better myself
'Cause if I didn't this shit my all
I to god I couldn't face myself

I been telling these stories my life, my life, my life
Out around a all night
(Out a campfire all night)
Just to find my through the moonlight
(I'm just trying to a way)
I'm tryin' to hide my pain as I
Hydroplane my tires strain
In the left lane with a brain
Calling my doctor up, hoping my came
Another panic attack, feeling my tight
Can't even see the road, my head like I know

I gotta pushing through it
And my therapy is music
Without it I think I lose it
So round
round, listen up
'Cause what you is, is not enough
a blunt, fill your cup
Let me tell you
'Til the campfire's out, out
Telling stories 'til the out
Light the match the kerosene
Show life is like behind the scenes

Put my up on a page, as I judge myself
Cigarettes and cocaine, I don't myself
whiskey for the pai-ai-ai-ain
And a blunt might help lacking self-respect all the love I get
Why can't I find a way to love

I been my stories to anyone listening
(Better listen listen)
done so much but still I feel so insignificant
(Insignificant yeah)
battling all these demons ever since my christening
(Go to war all these demons)
But still I'm hearing, breathing, trying to find a why I'm
breaking
I feel at warm by now from all these tour's and
But it's just me and this bottle, so I'm about to pour it
Fire gonna scorch the ground I be telling my tale's
with treacherous trail but in the end I prevail

I know I gotta pushing through it
And my therapy is music
Without it I I would lose it
So round
round, listen up
'Cause what you know is, is not
a blunt, fill your cup
Let me you some
'Til the campfire's out, out
Telling stories 'til the out
the match into the kerosene
Show what is like behind the scenes

I deal afflictions by willingly filing prescriptions (yeah)
I with conditions that really don't fit the descriptions (yeah)
My grit and conviction's the I'm still in existence
My will and the reason I'm still in the business
Still I just wish I could turn off the in my brain
The positive and all negative driven again and
I'm still insecure even when they be me: Webby, you killing the game
But feel like I'm still in the rain, I for these feelings to change
A fifth of the Jameson, sip it away
Just give me whatever I don't want to with this pain
and plain, I don't want to bitch and complain
My life isn't so bad, I'm making a living it's strange
That I'm even this way, I gotta be tough for the fans
I be tough for my team, I gotta be tough for my fam
are counting on me and I cannot fuck up the plan
Just give me a bottle I'm fine, bottle it up in advanced
Don't stop and check in on myself, I just keep on moving
My never heal completely, no time for the bruises to mend
I push it all down society says I should do as a man
know how to talk about it, but when written in music I can
This is the way I get through with music, is all that I got
On top of that I run a business, I need to be calling the
With all the pressure of that, mixed with the pressure of
Got all this pressure pressing me
like my heads in a vice
I tell every night

I keep pushing through it
And my therapy is music
Without it I I would lose it
So round
round, listen up
'Cause what you know is, is not
Grab a blunt, your cup
Let me tell you
'Til the campfire's out, out
Telling stories 'til the out
the match into the kerosene
Show what life is like the scenes (oh oh yeah)