Luyện nghe bài hát Here Come The Demons

(Brooks)
Yup, yup, yup...come on, on...
What's
Throw up those hands, we again
Thought we gone with the
Where the
The booze, and the and the mescaline
Born to win, born to sin, we been?
Off in the drama a thespian
Thought we might fallen off, guess again
Walking through Hell a pad, a pen and a fucking grin
I ain't scared of shit 'cause seen it all
this time like a basketball
Kill myself just to wit'ch y'all
If you stay fitter a booty call
get this party started
Run knee deep in shit with a
Break a bong, sing a long, doing lines till the of dawn
Fuckin' bring it all on till the money
come the demons
(Danny)
Welcome to my
I'm elated you made it
the mess, I'm mentally constipated
Agitated and
I know you're thinking
"What in the 665 demons, per brain cell, in Danny's is going on?"
Well, Hell, if you can't
I open my eyes the lights come on
And I out of these windows at Babylon
And try to me a road to travel on
But this digital gadget, sick, tragic
He's strict and kicked in the dick earth
to me like it's mad at me
And I'll a motherfucker if it gets much worse
I know I'm not the to be cursed but it hurts, so
GET OUT OF
Here come the
All of shall pass away
But tell me I'm ok
I lock the door and I draw the
And pray to keep the at bay
Well, that's the answer
To all the questions I have
And it consumes me a cancer
How in the hell did I choose this
Show me my
Maybe I deserve
I'm tired of being
Here the demons