Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we tonight
it, now

I pain, I felt the losses
Attended and seen coffins
21 years old, an was lost here
Wings by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of Oxycontin
Everyday the nostrils
Never went away, does it stop there
Death a line or two away and a tall cans
'Cause you never when God is gonna call, man
Precious, we all share
I said at 5:30, the next time that I saw him was in the hands of the pallbearer
What if I never gone and dropped him off there?
myself, in hysterics, screaming "It's not fair!"
21 years old with a book of he was gonna recite to the globe
thing to numb the pain besides that shit in his nose
He was gonna tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow
get us through the weekend, and then Monday follows
Then it's Wednesday, it's "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow"
Might as well go crack a seal and might as well go a bottle
Might as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that
And escape world, vacate this world
I hate myself
No praying's cure this pain

Doctor, please, me a dose of the American Dream
Put down the pen and look in my
We're in the waiting room and something right
All this is on you, we're over

For me and Kev
You end up in jail, institutions are
And with our lives, we Russian Roulette
And try to find a life where we could be
'Cause for us, we're just trying to minimize the of being alive
And now my little is in the sky
From a pill a doctor prescribed
That a drug deal a million industry supplied
And the cops never go and at night
Yeah, the, the, the plastic with the white top they sell to you
Has us looking for the and not instead of you
Quick fix, do
We gonna neglect the truth
Because a with a license played God and said it's cool
God and said it's cool
But me? I don't blame Kev or his mom freebasing while with him
I the pharmacy companies
And that spends trillions fighting the war they supplying themselves
Politicians and and jail
Public defenders and judges who
at Kevin, look at Kevin
Now he's wrapped in
First was his mom's medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, better go and give him a
Focus, give him Adderall, sleep, him Ambien
'Til he's 'round the city looking like a mannequin
Ups and downs, shooting up prescriptions you're him
So America, is it really it? I'm asking you

Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American
Put the pen and look in my eyes
We're in the waiting and something ain't right
All this is on you, over prescribed

Doctor, your medicine, and your
cure my disease without killing me
You're me, you're killing me
You're killing me, killing me
Doctor, medicine, and your methods
Can't cure my disease killing me
You're me, you're killing me
You're killing me, killing me