Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Geniuses

To All my critics the who want me want to go away
What keeps me why don't I quit?
I'm not a looser you a reviewer like you
A liar or a like you
I'm not a beaten musician like you
I would rather be a Has Been than a Was

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

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

are my words
That make you burn, that cleanses your soul that the dead
The same you condemn me in, I've been baptized in,
Purged in, matured in, not hurt by, blessed by, been purified
Just because you don't understand me, Don't mean I ain't
Maybe you have a disability I am sanctified

You wouldn't come to me when you had a with me
You took it to the press, all the rest
To the promoters, my
even my mom, You a mess
If your life is so redundant, so so routine, so bland,
Uninspired, you got to invade mine,
Get my affairs, infiltrate my beliefs
Get out of me, away me,
Stop me

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