Luyện nghe bài hát Dunsel

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

Midlife fires to burn
They burn down our worn
I won't take pictures from frame
Whatever as

With hands that sold me everything
a price tag on my chest
Bit my and shut my mouth
Tried to blend in the rest
But I'm a square peg, I'm a thumb

And it seems to me apathy
the life and honesty
It will industry

All these songs sound so good
Even if their hollow
words dry out your mouth
You might it hard to swallow

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

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

Still a few
There's still a few
That we on believing

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

no such thing as unconditional
No contracts you in the end
Make no mistake, this is a killing
Blood hungry and as friend

yes
At the end of this
If you get then
It's only fucking option left

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

The on my dreams
They slowly start to
take everything
And you still know
And as the cocaine cowboys get their wings
And sell all for blow

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

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

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

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

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