Luyện nghe bài hát Halls Of Illusions

Ticket please, thanks, walk the doors
the Halls of Illusion and visit yours
To see could've, and should've and would've been real
But you had to fuck up the whole

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

you down tight, so you can't move a thread
And your eyelids up over your head
'Cuz you're to witness an illusionary dream
just too bad, it ain't worth seeing

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

It's some other man and hand in hand
How she looks so happy, ya understand
See this is an illusion, it never came
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' piece of shit

But it's all good here, come have a
I'll break the top off and, and shove it in ear
And your death wicked, painful and slow
At the of Milenko

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

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

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

Let's take a down the hallway
It's a way, it takes 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 kind of people comin' through
Richies, chickens, and bitches just you
In the halls, everybody a turn
To sit and witness illusion before ya burn

do we have here? Oh dear
No way? It like ya kids' in the okay
Ya chillin' up in college, top grade
And your son's a fuckin' doctor, pay

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

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

they were kids, you'd beat 'em and leave 'em home
And even 'em with the cord of the telephone
And reminds me, man, hey you got a call
Watch your step to Hell, it's a fall

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

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

It's time to pack up and to the next town
But we Mr. Bigot, okay dig it
We show ya an illusion, 'cuz we're all packed
But I'll still cut your neck out, that?

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