Luyện nghe bài hát Fred's Got Slacks

Destroy positions of power and what stands you and the final stretch
Where you find out what in the end
Man on the corner preaching, the devil is coming!
And the earth plummet to the ground again
I hope to death that no one knows and they find a way
To bullshit, cheat, lie, and
run away through the trenches and the streets
The famous
I've got a that today is not my day
The facts have stated, they're implausible
The cause of the
Too heavy for a freak me
me
Hit the brick with the rhythm in your feet
And all feelings in a fist
It's too much to resist you're only 16
for the weekend train to come
Right outta
6 to the wind and I'm gone
Head on with the barrel of our social forms gun
When the hit the ground, it's time to go home

Apathetic, were
It's to see
The fires ignited and the flames gotten the best of me
Hands up, fists
For to see!
destructive, so disruptive
It's to me
Lets hit the streets and show em we mean
HEY!
We've got the heart and mind to mix in the gasoline

Hopping along the border of whats and whats insane
It's the same as
is the same
Still haven't found the to the questions I've been asking
And strikes resemblance to the memory I remember
Those days, didn't they seem so long
Free to go we wanted
to say no
End of the line and were really wasting
End of the like and no one left behind us
Hit the cobblestone
Theres in the distance
Who a fuck if hes a metro-sexual?
I know you did, you're a hetero-molestico
Theres malice in the words that seemed oh so comfortable
Finding a new way can be devastating to
Look on the bright side, you're not the one a gun
You wipe your ass like everybody
And ask for my
Well got none

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