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 gone with the
Where the
The booze, and the and the mescaline
Born to win, born to sin, we been?
Off in the like a thespian
we might have fallen off, guess again
Walking through with a pad, a pen and a fucking grin
I ain't scared of 'cause I've seen it all
Bounce this like a basketball
Kill myself just to wit'ch y'all
If you stay fitter a booty call
Let's get this started
Run knee deep in shit a moron
Break a bong, sing a long, doing lines till the break of
Fuckin' bring it all on the money gone
Here come the
(Danny)
to my head
I'm elated you made it
Excuse the mess, I'm constipated
Agitated and
I you're probably 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 the lights come on
And I look out of these windows at
And try to me a road to travel on
But digital gadget, he's sick, tragic
He's and kicked in the dick called earth
Acts to me like mad at me
And I'll kill a if it gets much worse
I know I'm not the first to be but it hurts, so
GET OUT OF
Here come the
All of shall pass away
But someone 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 questions I have
And it consumes me a cancer
How in the hell did I choose this
me my purpose
Maybe I deserve
I'm of being nervous
come the demons