Luyện nghe bài hát Halls Of Illusions

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

take a walk down the hallway
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

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

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

It's some other man and they're hand in
How she looks so happy, ya don't
See this is an illusion, it came true
All of you

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

But it's all good here, come have a
I'll break the top off and, and it in your ear
And your death comes wicked, painful and
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, wave your
Don't now, your life is gone
This is all of you
you got yourself 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 your off

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

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

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

They got family, the and it's all good
They even coach Little in the neighborhood
Is this true? Have ya really the Holy Ghost?
Naw, bitch! Not even

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

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

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

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

It's time to up and move to the next town
But we forgot Mr. Bigot, dig it
We can't show ya an illusion, we're all packed
But still cut your neck out, how's that?

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