Luyện nghe bài hát Famine

Turning knot, in my gut
Got me feeling so

a second hand politician
I'm a study in
star I see I'm wishing
Got a deathbed at and Mission
New of

Long ago once a time
Hundred miles an hour, time by

Now become friends
Practice superstition
an archangel from heaven
Got a deathbed at 12th and

In of sleep, we crawl the street
American gone
Blood, dirt, money, and scheme
American gone

In need of sleep, we crawl the
American gone
Blood, dirt, money, hustle and
dream gone

Mentally unfed, spiritually
The been misled
New of wicked

Turning knot, in my gut
Got me so corrupt
Stomach's screaming inside
day, got no place to hide

In of sleep, we crawl the street
American gone
Blood, dirt, money, hustle and
American dream

In need of sleep, we the street
American dream
Blood, dirt, money, hustle and
dream gone

In need of sleep, we crawl the
American dream
Blood, dirt, money, hustle and