Luyện nghe bài hát Food For The Soul

Craving for bliss I my fist
and strike the the pains me most
I dig inside I ride the
I grab the pain by the
I feel it squirm it it burns
White tight my hurt I hold
I the sheets I lose control
in rapture 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 little bit in store
For all you the on the floor,
shake it all over til your get sore
Go with the of the show stopper,
beats like a dynamo
breaking the line, I myself
and face the hell that makes me
I see my state I from grace my soul it screams
I make it bleed, I it dry
what does not kill can me strong
I the sheets I lose control
I swept in hatred it's good for the
Pile, up the for a mile
While I a little break as I dial
The number of your silver
Try to make you smile as I text juvenile
Flex the vortex of this index
inject it with honey, in effect like sex
bounce a bungee flea,
have a shopping spree at the airport free
tickets, call when u hear the dj
if u hear the buffet, say ,
Don't I know you from Cool
I got a fleece jacket, I tried wool,
Fool, watch where u
Does about the seeds that we sowin'
the borders in order to expand,
stand and around with the band, c'mon!
food for the soul