Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we tonight
it, now

I seen pain, I felt the
funerals and seen coffins
21 old, an angel was lost here
Wings clipped by the grip of 80 milligram of Oxycontin
through the nostrils
Never away, never does it stop there
Death a line or two away and a couple tall
'Cause you never know God is gonna call, man
Precious, we all share
I said peace at 5:30, the next that I saw him was in the hands of the pallbearer
What if I would've never gone and dropped him off
myself, in hysterics, screaming "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 shit in his
He was gonna 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 and might as well go chug a bottle
Might as well go pop a pill and go and that problem
And escape world, vacate this world
'Cause I hate
No gonna cure this pain

Doctor, please, give me a of the American Dream
Put down the pen and look in my
in the waiting room and something ain't 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 Russian
And try to a life where 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 plastic with the white top sell to you
Has us looking for the and not instead of you
Quick fix, do
We just gonna neglect the
Because a doctor with a license God and said it's cool
Played God and it's cool
But me? I don't blame Kev or his mom freebasing while with him
I blame the companies
And country that spends fighting the war they supplying themselves
Politicians and and jail
Public defenders and judges who
Look at Kevin, look at
Now wrapped in plastic
First dealer was his medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, go and give him a Xanax
Focus, him Adderall, sleep, give him Ambien
'Til he's walking 'round the city looking a mannequin
Ups and downs, shooting up prescriptions handing him
So America, is it really it? I'm asking you

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

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