Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we live
it, now

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

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

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

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

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