Luyện nghe bài hát John, el equizofrenico (english)

My name is John Alejandro and I'm
I am nothing attractive fotogenico
my best friend is a who advised me
has eyes and lives in my ear
and talks a lot and sometimes
and when I ask things almost answer me
but his life for me and I my life for the
we also know that is a gap
our circle
people think I'm
I run around town with my notebook
talking
shorts and boots
an umbrella in his hand and a hat,
but I'm not bad at all I also talk to
I tell many to play him with the mind
I like giving bad directions of the
so people always arrive at its destination,
I walk with two fairy godmothers above
loading syringe full of with morphine
it floods my veins
I as grimacing and people get confused,
forgive me if I'm too
is that yesterday my mother died and I out of work,
I 6 months income in my wallet a penny,
and I do not bathe October last year
I have my whole healed,
with deep cuts and burns in the degree
but it's nothing serious delicate
is that I never realize I spend all day anesthetized
I to walk alone and talk to the wind
I've never had sex as a nun in a
although I can exploit
suddenly as a in WWII
I am an antisocial
hello after I wash my hands antibacterial soap
I'm admittedly a mental
but that does not you to look at me sideways
and to treat me
see I'm not going to do anything
what looks like blood on my shirt is spilled
Come see my little here to bring scissors are for
garden.

I'm a serial murderer, as miniseries,
the door, I collect dead people
To kill hunger, cereal, blood,
I no family, because I killed my family.

Sometimes they come to visit
With costumes try to cheer
I suffer from disorders because I put my cat in oven
And his tail hung me in the neck
When I get the start to sweat sodium
And cry very to get the hate
I am also of shadows
therefore I dare not go to the
And I pee on the
It is normal I only have 13
biking and do not talk to strangers
But do not my medication during the year
day I dream can hurt you
Picarte into with the same scissors
Get into bags and keep you on the refrigerator
Do not panic I take my medications
I'm in a good or content with good breath
I know I have side but I'm happy
Right now I with my friends in the cemetery,
In fact I am in love one of my friends
A year ago, without leaving a trace or witness
It's a girl with the purple face
Every night I biking
She does not speak for that is
And why people think I'm to myself and
I help.

I'm a murderer, such as miniseries,
Behind the door, I collect people
To kill hunger, cereal, blood,
I no family, because I killed my family. (x2)