Luyện nghe bài hát Evil

[Hook: Castleton]
Evil, I feel the sickness running under my
Father, when I get up to heaven, let me in
People who judge me, but I know haven't been where I've been
I know the gonna come when I've gotta repent
But until then, I keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin'

1: Danny! ]
I keep on
But I don't where I am goin'
The shit is just
Surrounded by circus and I'm sick of the pie-throwin'
Ridiculous, I knowin'
Where to locate my
Ooops, I meant to say sanity, Danny is
Ooops, I meant to near this canopy bed
Too bad there's too many hookers layin' in it, is shameless
You lames just shuck and jive Andy and Amos
Co-signed by two giants, y'all still know who D. Swain is?
I'm

2: Danny! ]
Was thought to be a pleasant guy my life
But somethin' snapped in me, nowadays I ain't wired
Paranoia got me feelin' like die tonight
gon' merk the kid
For all of the I did
I swear I'm human, but I'm
One step away before the evil him
Engraved in his tomb, with a reputation in
Y'all the deal
I act to hide that I'm real scared
Thought I outran my demons, mirror, they still there

[Bridge: Gavin
You wanna me
But yo I don't what to tell ya (don't know what to tell ya)
You crucify me
But yo I know what to tell ya (don't know what to tell ya)
You wanna down me, I swear
know what to tell ya (don't know what to tell ya)
You pop shit at me
But yo I don't know what to tell ya (don't know to tell ya)
Only God can me

Sometimes I feel like doin' a
I don't
Sometimes I feel movin' my feet
Sometimes I
Sometimes I like doin' a beat
Sometimes I
Sometimes we you move ya feet
we don't

3: Danny! ]
I'm evil a motherfucker
Fuck yeah I claim it, come and see me you
I walk the between a saint and a sinner, nigga
We're all the same, you think we ain't? Guess again, my
Came to the game, stole a loaf of bread to feed
Read 'tween the lines, it paid off, now my records
I got the feeling that you're tryin' to me, well
H-E-L-L, can go to hell
E-V-I, L

Sometimes I feel like a beat
Sometimes I
Sometimes I feel movin' my feet
Sometimes I
Sometimes I like doin' a beat
I don't
Sometimes we make you move ya
we don't

[Outro: Tamblyn]
forgive me
I'm not the daughter I be
Now he's in a coffin off Street
Should've his hands off me