Luyện nghe bài hát Food For The Soul

Craving for bliss I raise my
and the spot the pains me most
I dig inside I ride the
I the pain by the throat
I it squirm it burns it burns
White knuckles my hurt I hold
I clench the sheets I lose
swept in it's good for the soul
Check cos u get no access, nevertheless,
with the super melt scratch it's a test
1-2, I got mud on
3-4, I got a bit more in store
For all you the on the floor,
shake it all til your feet get sore
Go the flow of the show stopper,
beats a dynamo grasshopper
the line, I paint myself
and face the hell makes me sick
I see my state I fall grace my soul it screams
I it bleed, I suck it dry
what does not kill can make me
I clench the sheets I lose
I swept in hatred good for the soul
Pile, up the calls for a
While I take a little break as I
The number of your silver
Try to make you as I text something juvenile
Flex the vortex of this index
it with honey, in effect like sex next
bounce a bungee flea,
a shopping spree at the airport duty free
tickets, call when u hear the dj
if u hear the buffet, say ,
Don't I know you from school?
I got a jacket, I haven't tried wool,
Fool, watch where u
anybody about the seeds that we sowin'
pushing the borders in to expand,
stand and jump with the band, c'mon!
food for the soul