Luyện nghe bài hát Here Come The Demons

(Brooks)
Yup, yup, yup...come on, on...
What's
Throw up those hands, we back
Thought we with the wind
the lesbians?
The booze, and the and the mescaline
Born to win, born to sin, we been?
Off in the drama like a
we might have fallen off, guess again
Walking Hell with a pad, a pen and a fucking grin
I ain't scared of shit I've seen it all
Bounce this time a basketball
Kill myself just to fuck y'all
If you stay fitter than a call
Let's get party started
Run knee deep in shit with a
a bong, sing a long, doing lines till the break of dawn
Fuckin' bring it all on till the money
Here the demons
(Danny)
Welcome to my
I'm elated that you it
Excuse the mess, I'm constipated
and aggravated
I know you're thinking
"What in the 665 demons, per brain cell, in Danny's skull is on?"
Well, Hell, if you can't
When I open my eyes the come on
And I look out of these windows at
And try to pick me a road to on
But digital gadget, he's sick, tragic
He's and kicked in the dick called earth
Acts to me it's mad at me
And I'll kill a motherfucker if it gets much
I I'm not the first to be cursed but it hurts, so
GET OUT OF
Here the demons
All of this shall pass
But tell me I'm ok
I lock the and I draw the shades
And pray to the voices at bay
Well, maybe that's the
To all the that I have
And it consumes me like a
How in the did I choose this path?
me my purpose
Maybe I this
I'm tired of nervous
Here the demons