Luyện nghe bài hát Fred's Got Slacks

Destroy positions of power and what stands you and the final stretch
Where you out what happens in the end
Man on the corner preaching, screaming the is coming!
And the earth plummet to the ground again
I hope to death that no one knows and they don't a way
To bullshit, cheat, lie, and
Then run away through the trenches and the
The alleyway
got a feeling that today is not my day
The facts have stated, they're implausible
The of the week
Too heavy for a like me
me
Hit the brick running the rhythm in your feet
And all your in a fist
It's too to resist when you're only 16
Waiting for the weekend to come
Right outta
6 to the wind and I'm gone
Head on collision with the barrel of our forms gun
When the shells hit the ground, time to go home

Apathetic, were
easy to see
The fires ignited and the have gotten the best of me
Hands up, high
For to see!
Were destructive, so
gotten to me
Lets hit the streets and em what we mean
HEY!
We've got the heart and mind to mix in the gasoline

Hopping along the of whats rude and whats insane
It's the as everyday
is the same
Still found the answers to the questions I've been asking
And nothing resemblance to the memory I remember
days, didn't they seem so long ago?
Free to go wherever we
to say no
End of the line and were really wasting
End of the like and theres no one behind us
Hit the cobblestone
precision in the distance
Who a fuck if hes a metro-sexual?
I know you did, cause a hetero-molestico
Theres in the words that first seemed oh so comfortable
Finding a new way can be to some
Look on the bright side, not the one toting a gun
You wipe your ass like does
And ask for my
Well got none

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