Luyện nghe bài hát Halls Of Illusions

Ticket please, thanks, through the doors
Into the Halls of Illusion and yours
To see what could've, and and would've been real
But you had to fuck up the deal

Let's take a walk the hallway
a long way, it takes all day
And when we get to the end, ya find a
With straps and chains, we you in there

Lock you down tight, so you move a thread
And pull your up over your head
'Cuz you're about to an illusionary dream
It's too bad, it ain't worth seeing

You walk in and see two on the floor
They're playin' and he's got the high score
And sittin' them chillin' in the chair
Is your wife and you look, oh, you ain't

It's other man and they're hand in hand
How she looks so happy, ya don't
See is an illusion, it never came true
All of you

Back to reality and what about
Your wife can't smile, you knocked her teeth out
And she can't see from gettin' hit
'Cuz you're a fat fuckin' drunk piece of

But it's all good here, have a beer
break the top off and, and shove it in your ear
And your death comes wicked, and slow
At the hands of

Great Milenko, your wand
Don't look now, life is gone
This is all of you
What you got into

Great Milenko, wave wand
look now, your life is gone
This is all of you
What you got yourself

who's next, it's Mr. Clark
The old man from the trailer park
Ya got ticket? Thanks, take your coat off
And later on, why not? I'll rip your off

Let's take a walk down the
It's a long way, it all day
And ya get to the end, ya find a chair
Ya see all the blood? Yeah, ya boy was just

We get all different kind of people through
Richies, chickens, and just like you
In the halls, gets a turn
To sit and witness your illusion ya burn

What do we have Oh dear
No It looks like ya kids' in the okay
Ya daughter's chillin' up in college, top
And your a fuckin' doctor, phat pay

They got family, the kids and all good
They even coach Little League in the
Is this true? Have ya seen the Holy Ghost?
Naw, bitch! Not close

Back to reality, son's on crack
And your daughter's got nut on her back
And they both smell like shit
And live in the and sell crack to each other

When were kids, you'd beat 'em and leave 'em home
And even whip 'em with the cord of the
And that reminds me, man, hey you got a
Watch your step to Hell, a long fall

Great Milenko, wave your
Don't look now, your is gone
is all because of you
What you got yourself

Great Milenko, wave your
look now, your life is gone
This is all of you
What you got into

time to pack up and move to the next town
But we Mr. Bigot, okay dig it
We can't ya an illusion, 'cuz we're all packed
But I'll still cut your out, how's that?

Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is
is all because of you
What you got into
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