Luyện nghe bài hát F.S.U.

feel as as an ox

the psilocybin was with dust

on the box

and are goin' fuckin nuts

starin at the of death
a child who fits the bill

takes a to catch a breath

lost and lonely, to fill

into a psychopathic rage

from

I've there and back since half my age
and to I've been

severing the hand on we feed,

is not

status quo satisfy thy need

to fuck up

is on the rise

lips are and eyes are black

friends are through the cracks
it might be best to cut your

time to taste the bitter

it's hard to swallow and tough to

make the that you will

think of better to do

I know what like to feel your pain,

and I know it

confess to acting quite the same,

severing the from which we feed,

and worse
is not
status quo don't thy need

to shut up