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 through the
Never went away, never does it there
Death a line or two and a couple tall cans
'Cause you never know God is gonna call, man
Precious, what we all
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 in his nose
He was quit tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow
get us through the weekend, and then Monday follows
Then it's Wednesday, then "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow"
Might as well go 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 world
'Cause I myself
No praying's gonna cure this

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

For me and Kev
You end up in jail, are dead
And with our lives, we play Russian
And try to find a life where we be content
'Cause for us, we're trying to minimize the fear of being alive
And now my little is in the sky
a pill that a doctor prescribed
That a drug deal a million dollar industry
And the cops go and profile at night
Yeah, the, the, the plastic with the white top they sell to you
Has us looking for the answers and not of you
fix, whatever do
We just gonna the truth
Because a doctor with a license played God and it's cool
God and said it's cool
But me? I don't Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with him
I blame the companies
And country spends trillions fighting the war they supplying themselves
Politicians and business and
Public defenders and judges who
Look at Kevin, at Kevin
Now wrapped in plastic
dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, better go and give him a
Focus, him Adderall, sleep, give him Ambien
'Til he's walking 'round the city looking 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 American
Put down the pen and in my eyes
We're in the waiting room and something ain't
All this is on you, we're prescribed

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