Luyện nghe bài hát Dreamcatchers And Body Snatchers

Blood in! out!
THE FUCK UP! GET EM BOYS!

For every single bone I ever suffered,
For cutthroat cunt and gutless motherfucker
to kick me when I'm down?
Want to stomp my into the ground?
You won't me off my two feet
I'm fuckin' built an animal!

BAD TO THE SINCE THE DAY I WAS BORN!

But got miles and miles
to go before I
My nose is bleeding, head is
I can't help from grinning
Have I or am I winning?
Let's the score!

are you looking for?
Hello, I don't know anymore!
I the story in my head
The pen and paper in my
I cannot to see this through from the beginning to the end

I suffer writers and blurry vision
as fact begins to in with fiction
It's hard to tell the difference my subconscious
Cleverly manifests into characters such as these

I'm a gypsy rebel and I haven't got a soul
I've got a pocket full of demons and my are made of stone
got the teeth of a great white
And I've worked up an appetite
For all mince-meat in between that vertebrae you call a spine

I throw a mean left
that could stop a truck!
And I've got seven deadly
Why you push your luck
Cause on my "Colors" album I showed you the that I was flying
But if you listen close enough you could see I was trying to say

On the day I was
say the heavens wept
Cause I was born a crown of thorns on my head
And the hearts of a men in my chest!

I'm unstoppable!
Two up and singing FUCK THE WORLD!
Oh yeah, I got my eye on you
and if I can't have you, nobody

1! 2! 3! 4!

I'm 22 years old and what the do I got to show?
I've got the skin on my muscles and the muscles on my
My bones encase my heart, my protects my soul
So tell me what the fuck got that I don't!?

Aside from the slit throat, and the broken
You're get if you don't start showing me some fucking respect, boy!

Keep it
breath, deep breath

him!
And her!
And you too!
Fuck what you say when it what you do
I've served my penance and I've paid my
Not to motherfuckers and the likes of you

I'm gonna break, and I do
I know I'll just blame you
But the is that I
Am just so sick of my life, I want to die
You see I gave her my heart but she it back
So I took my baby and I put her in a bag
Then I stomped her head in
Till it with the floor

be surprised how many people shed a tear for a whore like you!

And at the funeral I was tearin' up the dance
Cause they playing my favorite song!
All long!
To my surprise, it was an
But the in the coffin was mine
You see I right then
was the fuckin' end
I'd clearly lost my mind!

And the knew right then
true love, just ain't in the cards for men like him
It's a and lonely road we walk
But gotta do it

WHO YOU ARE!

Hello, Angel-baby I don't anymore!
I have the story in my
The pen and in my hand
I seem to see this through from the beginning to the end

I suffer writers and blurry vision
as fact begins to blend in fiction
It's hard to the difference when my subconscious
Cleverly itself into characters such as these

up! Batter up! Batter on deck!
Take the blunt of this bat to the of her head
Three swings, three tries, if by chance she
First price is called self-respect

You see a whore is nothing more than a gutter with a
The apex of her ethics can be found between her
So I don't hesitate, no contemplate to send the to hell
You think I really give a flying about a jail cell? (Hell naw)

My whole life is a
I'm alive but that don't mean that I'm living
In my chest lies a nest infested with war-monger
And the man in the mirror is a faggot
I ain't around this ain't a god damn joke
If I don't get this shit out I think I'm fuckin choke!

Everybody to be hard but they've never felt real pain
You see real's my middle name!

(To be continued)