Luyện nghe bài hát JOY//Regrets

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Bow to the pages, that got the ages
Pray to the Lord, and pray to be man everybody famous
Everybody us,
Never live this life to be aimless,
Eyes are amazing, I wanna be so close where the brain is,

gon' play, when they running up state, and the guns go blaze,
always gotta slay, when i think about the way, that im on my haze

to me,
the blasphemy,
We have to breathe,
With a plumped up bitch that's mad at me,
gotta spread rumors, it's a catastrophe,
Side eye to the and the Joe Blows,
You a thief and you go low,
to the Lord and the heathens,
The evils that free us,
witted and you run a little, you no fun now, why you gotta be so brittle,
But you, little wrong for the mane,
I know you laugh but I feel your pain

we really grew apart,
Yeah we always gone it's two of us,
Yeah we never ever gonna again,
You always fucken gone when I a friend,
Times when I never ever wanna it,
I don't gotta when I'm not needed,
You wanna dip that's own reasons,
visualize all these old feelings,
Bitches to let go,
Fickle minded man and I so,
Mane, die the beat, ride to the drums,
Sside with a snitch, and you gotta my love,
to the battle,
to the battle,
Sick of all of the foolish, I'm rattled,
Spill blood to all of that diss us,
talk, but they playing catch up,
Wow when this got you fucked up,
Play with the heat, all the drugs,
with a click, live for the night,
Find what you like, die for the fight,
Yeah,
But is scary,
Like that night you meant to tell me,
no fucks, not necessary,
I got too, try a be a

(BRAP, BRAP, BRAP)

Please pray to that I need that Jesus (Jesus),
Pray to the poor, I need this (need this) please to fall your legions (legions),
please don't die for the (heathens),
Please don't die for the false, please just help me to you the most,
Please just tell me what the I need,
Please just guide me to see

[Male
Broken trusted you stepped on ice,
Knife in the back, everybody wanna yo life,
You said I be trouble, you were dead on right,
Stare at myself in the mirror and reflect on

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There's way too many to leave behind us,
Why do the reminders to find us,
Cause time I close my eyes, I feel it, I can conceal it,
I regret them nights, you yeah,
And them texts you lying ooo babe

Oh who the are we kidding,
a young city slicker lifestyle that we livin',
But now I know,
Was this real or just for show?
I swear i hate this yeah