Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we live
it, now

I pain, I felt the losses
funerals and seen coffins
21 years old, an angel was here
Wings clipped by the grip of 80 milligram of Oxycontin
Everyday the nostrils
Never went away, never does it stop
a line or two away and a couple 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
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 besides that shit in his nose
He was quit tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow
get us through the weekend, and then Monday follows
Then Wednesday, then 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 this world, vacate this world
I hate myself
No praying's gonna cure pain

Doctor, please, me a dose of the American Dream
Put the pen and look in my eyes
We're in the waiting room and ain't right
All this is on you, over 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 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 dollar industry supplied
And the cops never go and profile at
Yeah, the, the, the plastic with the white top they sell to you
Has us for the answers and not instead of you
Quick fix, do
We just gonna the truth
Because a doctor with a 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 blame the pharmacy
And country that spends trillions fighting the war supplying themselves
Politicians and business and
Public and judges who fail
Look at Kevin, at Kevin
Now he's wrapped in
First dealer was his 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, shooting up prescriptions you're him
So America, is it worth 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 ain't right
All this is on you, over prescribed

Doctor, your medicine, and your
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 me, you're killing me
You're killing me, killing me