Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we tonight
it, now

I seen pain, I felt the
Attended funerals and coffins
21 old, an angel was lost here
Wings by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of Oxycontin
Everyday through the
Never went away, never does it stop
a line or two away and a couple tall cans
'Cause you never know when God is 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
What if I would've 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 shit in his
He was gonna quit tomorrow, we're all gonna tomorrow
Just get us through the weekend, and then follows
Then Wednesday, then it's "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow"
Might as well go crack a seal and might as go chug a bottle
Might as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid problem
And escape this world, this world
'Cause I hate
No praying's gonna this pain

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

For me and Kev
You end up in jail, are dead
And our lives, we play Russian 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 a doctor prescribed
That a drug a million dollar industry supplied
And the cops never go and at night
Yeah, the, the, the orange plastic with the white top they to you
Has us looking for the and not instead of you
fix, whatever do
We just gonna neglect the
a doctor with a license played God and said it's cool
Played God and said cool
But me? I don't blame Kev or his mom freebasing pregnant with him
I blame the companies
And country that trillions fighting the war they supplying themselves
and business and jail
Public and judges who fail
at Kevin, look at Kevin
Now wrapped in plastic
dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, go and give him a Xanax
Focus, him Adderall, sleep, give him Ambien
'Til walking 'round the city looking like a mannequin
Ups and downs, shooting up you're handing him
So America, is it really worth it? I'm you

Doctor, please, give me a dose of the Dream
Put down the pen and look in my
We're in the room and something ain't right
All is on you, we're over prescribed

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