Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Geniuses

To All my critics the who want me want to go away
What me going why don't I quit?
I'm not a like you a reviewer like you
A liar or a hypocrite you
I'm not a frustrated beaten musician you
I would rather be a Has Been a Never Was

The public is
They love you one
In the breath, they hate you your old news
they beg you to play old school
Then they want it back it was / what to do?
before, they get bored; keep score, your ignored, strike a chord
The is you reward.
Then they hate you again, then they hate you

They buy God they sell God, I'm
Jesus Love Dolls, Everybody wants one
They rob God, create God I'm
I the BOMB!

These are my
make you burn, that cleanses your soul that wakes the dead
The same fire you condemn me in, I've been in,
Purged in, in, not hurt by, been blessed by, been purified
Just because you understand me, Don't mean I ain't justified
Maybe you a learning disability I am sanctified

You come to me when you had a problem with me
You it to the press, like all the rest
To the promoters, my
even my mom, You a mess
If your is so redundant, so boring so routine, so bland,
Uninspired, that you got to mine,
Get into my affairs, my beliefs
Get out of me, away me,
Stop me

Watcha you wanna email me, on me, accuse me, cut down on me
I give my heart to you; I'm not your
You say I'm in sin, you me,
you stone me I can't help it if you are blind; you act you own me
I preach the same Christ, the same grace, the saves,
abundantly all that we ask or think, freely,
grieve me, Pain me with self righteousness
You be there to cry with me,
You won't be there to with me,
You won't be there to with me;
You be there to die with me.