Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we live
it, now

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

Doctor, please, give me a of the American Dream
Put the pen and look in my eyes
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 play Roulette
And try to find a life we could be content
'Cause for us, we're just trying to minimize the fear of alive
And now my little is in the sky
From a pill that a doctor
That a drug deal a million dollar industry
And the cops never go and profile at
Yeah, the, the, the orange plastic with the top they sell to you
Has us looking for the and not instead of you
fix, whatever do
We gonna neglect the truth
Because a doctor with a license played God and said it's
Played God and said it's
But me? I blame Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with him
I blame the companies
And country that spends fighting the war they supplying themselves
and business and jail
Public defenders and judges who
at Kevin, look at Kevin
Now he's wrapped in
dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, go and give him a Xanax
Focus, give him Adderall, sleep, give him
'Til he's walking 'round the city looking like a
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 Dream
Put the pen and look in my eyes
We're in the waiting room and something ain't
All is on you, we're over prescribed

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