Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we live
it, now

I pain, I felt the losses
Attended funerals and coffins
21 years old, an angel was lost
Wings clipped by the grip of 80 sniffs of Oxycontin
through the nostrils
Never went away, does it stop there
a line or two away and a couple tall cans
'Cause you know when God is gonna call, man
Precious, what we all
I said peace at 5:30, the next time that I saw him was in the 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 he was gonna recite 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, it's "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow"
Might as well go crack a seal and as well go chug a bottle
Might as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that
And escape this world, this world
I hate myself
No praying's gonna this pain

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

For me and Kev
You end up in jail, institutions are
And our lives, we play Russian Roulette
And try to find a life where we be content
for us, we're just trying to minimize the fear of being alive
And now my brother is in the sky
From a pill a doctor prescribed
That a drug deal a million industry supplied
And the cops never go and profile at
Yeah, the, the, the orange with the white top they sell to you
Has us for the answers and not instead of you
fix, whatever do
We gonna neglect the truth
Because a doctor with a license played God and said cool
Played God and it's cool
But me? I don't blame Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant him
I blame the companies
And country that spends fighting the war they supplying themselves
Politicians and and jail
defenders and judges who fail
Look at Kevin, look at
Now he's wrapped in
First was his mom's medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, better go and him a Xanax
Focus, give him Adderall, sleep, him Ambien
he's walking 'round the city looking like a mannequin
Ups and downs, up prescriptions you're handing 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
in the waiting room and something ain't right
All is on you, we're over prescribed

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