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 cunt and gutless motherfucker
Want to kick me when I'm
Want to stomp my into the ground?
You knock me off my two feet
I'm built like an animal!

BAD TO THE SINCE THE DAY I WAS BORN!

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

What are you looking
Hello, Angel-baby I don't 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 blend in fiction
It's hard to tell the difference my subconscious
manifests itself 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 worked up quite an appetite
For all that mince-meat in between that vertebrae you a spine

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

On the day I was
They say the wept
Cause I was born with a of thorns on my head
And the of a million men in my chest!

I'm unstoppable!
Two fingers up and 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 old and what the fuck do I got to show?
got the skin on my muscles and the muscles on my bones
My bones encase my heart, my protects my soul
So tell me what the he's got that I don't!?

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

Keep it
Deep breath, deep

him!
And her!
And you too!
Fuck what you say when it what you do
served my penance and I've paid my dues
Not to suffer motherfuckers and the 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 gave it
So I took my baby and I put her in a bag
Then I stomped her fuckin in
Till it blended the floor

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

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

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

WHO YOU ARE!

Hello, I don't know anymore!
I the story in my head
The pen and in my hand
I cannot 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 to tell the difference when my subconscious
Cleverly itself into characters such as these

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

You see a whore is nothing than a gutter with a face
The apex of her ethics can be between her legs
So I don't hesitate, no to send the bitch to hell
You think I give a flying fuck 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 infested with war-monger maggots
And the man in the mirror is a self-destructing
I ain't fuckin' around this ain't a god damn
If I don't get this shit out I think I'm fuckin choke!

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

(To be continued)