Luyện nghe bài hát Here Come The Demons

(Brooks)
Yup, yup, yup...come on, on...
Up??
Throw up those hands, we back
Thought we gone the wind
Where the
The booze, and the and the mescaline
Born to win, to sin, where we been?
Off in the drama a thespian
we might have fallen off, guess again
Walking through Hell a pad, a pen and a fucking grin
I ain't of shit 'cause I've seen it all
Bounce time like a basketball
Kill myself just to fuck wit'ch
If you stay fitter than a call
Let's get party started
Run knee deep in with a moron
Break a bong, sing a long, doing lines till the break of
Fuckin' it all on till the money gone
Here come the
(Danny)
Welcome to my
I'm elated you made it
the mess, I'm mentally constipated
Agitated and
I know probably thinking
"What in the 665 demons, per brain cell, in Danny's skull is on?"
Well, Hell, if you tell
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 gadget, he's sick, tragic
He's strict and kicked in the dick called
to me like it's mad at me
And I'll kill a motherfucker if it gets worse
I know I'm not the to be cursed but it hurts, so
GET OUT OF
Here come the
All of this shall pass
But someone me I'm ok
I lock the door and I the shades
And to keep the voices at bay
Well, maybe the answer
To all the questions that I
And it me like a cancer
How in the hell did I choose path?
Show me my
Maybe I this
I'm tired of being
Here the demons