Luyện nghe bài hát Dunsel

And the underworld's
kept secrets
Saw it's own
I knew had finally changed
For better or
Whatever as

Midlife fires to burn
They burn our worn protection
I won't take pictures their frame
as always

With their hands that sold me
Slapped a tag on my chest
Bit my tongue and shut my
Tried to blend in with the
But I'm a peg, I'm a sore thumb

And it seems to me apathy
Kills the and honesty
It will deepen

All these songs sound so good
if their meaning's hollow
Hollow dry out your mouth
You find it hard to swallow

All shit that we keep feeding
To keep and you believing
no money can change us
Then a opens up and some devil persuades us

The songs we sung when we were just
Have all but lost their
But there's a few things
still a few things, still a few things
That we keep on

a few things
There's still a few
That we keep on

music just ain't worth making
Smiles and you's just ain't worth faking
Some assholes' hands worth shaking
And if it broken we need to break it

There's no such thing as
No contracts you in the end
Make no mistake, is a killing ground
Blood hungry and as friend

yes
At the end of mess
If you get then
It's your fucking option left

These days I know
The I'm supposed to trust
And I don't trust these
That I'm supposed to

The handlebars on my
They start to rust
take everything
And you still know
And as the cocaine cowboys finally get their
And sell all for blow

These days I know these people
That I'm supposed to
And I don't trust motherfuckers
I'm supposed to know

These handlebars on all my
slowly start to rust
The cocaine cowboys finally get wings too
Now they them all for blow
They get their wings
Now they sell them all for

I make music for myself, not for jobs
From the upper-tier or undeserved wealth
Here's to their fucking health

I don't mean this in a way
But the people you love start walking away
The world harder each and every day
Take your last bite it crumbles away

There's something me I just have to say
nothing, trust no one
Just for the motherfucking day