Luyện nghe bài hát Dreamcatchers And Body Snatchers

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

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

BAD TO THE SINCE THE DAY I WAS BORN!

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

What are you looking
Hello, I don't know anymore!
I have the story in my
The pen and in my hand
I cannot seem to see this through from the to the end

I writers block and blurry vision
as fact begins to in with fiction
hard to tell the difference when my subconscious
Cleverly itself into characters such as these

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

I throw a mean hook
could stop a fuckin' truck!
And I've got seven deadly
Why you shouldn't push luck
Cause on my "Colors" I showed you the flags that I was flying
But if you listen enough you could see that I was trying to say

On the day I was
They say the wept
Cause I was with 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, will

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 my heart, my heart protects my soul
So tell me the fuck he's got that I don't!?

Aside from the slit throat, and the broken
You're gonna get if you start showing me some fucking respect, boy!

it together
Deep breath, breath

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

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

You'd be surprised how many shed a tear for a whore like you!

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

And the knew right then
That 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, I don't know anymore!
I have the story in my
The pen and in my hand
I cannot seem to see this from the beginning to the end

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

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

You see a whore is nothing more a gutter with a face
The apex of her ethics can be between her legs
So I hesitate, no contemplate to send the bitch to hell
You think I really give a fuck about a jail cell? (Hell naw)

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

Everybody claims to be hard but they've felt real pain
You see baby my middle name!

(To be continued)