Luyện nghe bài hát Inspiration Island

My mecca of is facing destruction.
Develop growing hatred, the of seduction.
My patience erupted, now my abducted,
through this name I've constructed.
Not paid, so reluctant. Sucked darkness.
A place where I couldn't a fuck if your heart's with us.
Half your love doesn't even
to the energy I get an enemy's stare.
Is there? I'm short of replies.
I'm starved with nothing to feed off in Lord of the Flies.
I'm by tribes of doubt without an escape.
I'm screaming and louder to get out of this place.
Looking out on the space, thinking, "How the did this happen?"
I thought I would've kept on till my lungs are collapsing,
but I'm lacking all inspiration, my brain.
I it to be just like how they had it back in the day.

Stuck in the thought.
Brought up to think my are made
from the future, but of course suckers wrong.
As I the bong bubble,
my on a course inspired from a song.
Cos I think of stems from the past.
Learn my idols not from a paid teacher in class.
My heroes weren't stars or sport celebrities.
The truth'd be, I look up to my and family.
I'm everyone who gave me a chance,
who me a hand, when my head was stuck in the sand
To my Mum and my Dad, for eternal love.
My brothers, cousins, uncles, and my little godson.
You're the and drive, why I put up with these critics.
the disses and see very low financial figures.
I'm saying, "Thanks mate and your family, you,
I hang on the streets with the bong crew."

Deep in (Stuck in the cold)
last asleep, but the first up, (Taking toll)
but we keep further. (We'll never fold)
We just roll and we roll and we and we roll.

in inertia (Stuck in the cold)
last asleep, but the first up, (Taking toll)
but we keep further. (We'll never fold)
We just and we roll and we roll and we roll.

Never gonna quit this biz, too far gone.
I walk the monumental step like my name was Armstrong.
One giant leap for mankind, major.
Syllabolik, historically I a later.
It's for the peeps now.
I feel deep down, echoing through your soul
now the rebound piercing your heart,
now open your eyes, and light, your near-death
when showing the lie.
Cos I spitting lessons of the Stairway to Heaven.
So, the gods can my call, when I'm no longer present.
I got a pension for dramatics, but mistake my lyrics.
Be the cogs turning that instigate change.
Every phrase, every verse, word, every sound,
every little bit of that's coming out my mouth
so get on kid.
Yeah, Drapht, Downsyde, Layla.
Da da da da.

Deep in (Stuck in the cold)
asleep, but the first up, (Taking it's toll)
but we keep further. (We'll never fold)
We just and we roll and we roll and we roll.
in inertia (Stuck in the cold)
last asleep, but the first up, (Taking toll)
but we keep further. (We'll never fold)
We just roll and we roll and we and we roll.

The days, we're all older.
The nights, it's all colder.
I need a to cry on.
Hear the of the lion lost in Zion, Babylon, Perth city.
Stand me, march with me, laugh with me and fight with me.
Sip a drink from cup and live forever.
to this song, it'll all be better.
See, the road we chose covered in gold,
it's smothered with blood and covered with love.
It's the Wiz that I want, cos I a heart,
I need to be to face the past.
I'm by life, cos these words I write are non-fiction.
Listen to the wisdom a all preordained.
you make a choice, things'll never be the same.

Welcome to the for the waited on one.
Patience push us, slash cushion with a half vacant tongue.
Casting the of an aardvark scum.
Wasting like gum, bust up of our lies,
undown and tied than a car park.
Hated mirrors, the first a and the last up a dark angel.
one steer to the ground, I'm a stark naked,
souls unfolding now, so, come and my gaping holes.
I staple peeled feathers to
and once, coals.
Pillaging this of jewels and treasures.
I'm still missing, pulls your path like carcass
or six-year-old girls a piss glass.
In African deserts, I'm a split vases searching for my
before I tip the in, harping on one string,
far from laughing inspiration.
In fact I think taken my man and eloped,
cos he's groping her curves.
As I'm deferred, for hope.
high, caught up in moping.
Can't teach myself the ropes
I'll tire, nah, coping.
bring me eager reason when I'm pinched and I'm bleeding.
I'm like, "La, you're breathing."
But it's clearly eating away at
and I apologise, I only I had some advice for you kids.

in inertia (Stuck in the cold)
last asleep, but the first up, (Taking toll)
but we moving further. (We'll never fold)
We just roll and we roll and we and we roll.
in inertia (Stuck in the cold)
last asleep, but the first up, (Taking toll)
but we moving further. (We'll never fold)
We roll and we roll and we roll and we roll.