Luyện nghe bài hát Jesus Of Suburbia

I'm the son of and love
The of Suburbia
The bible of none of the
On a diet of
Pop and Ritalin
No one ever for my
in hell
As far as I can
At least the that I got away with

And nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm to be
In a of make believe
That believe in me

Get my fix
on my crucifix
The living in my private womb
the Moms and brats are away
To fall in love and fall in
To and cigarettes
And Mary
To me insane
someone else's cocaine

And nothing wrong with me
is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of believe
don't believe in me

At the of the earth
In the lot
Of the where I was taught
The was just a lie

It home is where your heart is
But what a
Cause heart
Doesn't beat the
beating out of time

City of the
At the end of lost highway
Signs misleading to
of the damned
Lost children dirty faces today
No one really seems to

I read the
In the bathroom
Like the holy scriptures of a mall
And so it seemed to

It say much
But it confirmed that
The center of the
Is the end of the
And I could really care

of the dead
At the end of another lost
misleading to nowhere
City of the
Lost children with dirty today
No one really to care

I care if you don't
I don't if you don't
I don't if you don't care

I don't

Everyone's so of shit
and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but saved
the cradle to the grave
We are the of war and peace
From Anaheim to the East
We are the stories and of
The Jesus of

Land of believe
And it believe in me
of make believe
And I don't
And I care!

Dearly beloved are you
I can't remember a word that you were
Are we or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and

Oh therapy, can you fill the void?
Am I or am I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect and I stand
For of a better word, and that's my best excuse

To live, and not to
Is to die, in
To run, to run
To find, you believe

And I behind
This hurricane of lies
I lost my faith to
This that don't exist
So I run, I run
To the of masochists

And I, leave
This hurricane of fucking
And I, walked this
A million and one fucking
But not time

I don't any shame
I apologize
When there ain't you can go
Running from pain
When you've victimized
Tales another broken home

Oh leaving
You're
leaving
Are you leaving