Luyện nghe bài hát Halls Of Illusions

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

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

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

You in and see two kids on the floor
They're playin' Nintendo and got the high score
And behind them chillin' in the chair
Is wife and you look, oh, you ain't there

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

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

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

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

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

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

Let's take a walk the hallway
a long way, it takes all day
And when ya get to the end, ya a chair
Ya see all the Yeah, ya boy was just here

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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