Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we tonight
it, now

I seen pain, I felt the
Attended funerals and seen
21 years old, an was lost here
clipped by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of Oxycontin
Everyday through the
Never went away, does it stop there
Death a line or two away and a couple tall
you never know when God is gonna call, man
Precious, what we all
I said at 5:30, the next time that I saw him was in the hands of the pallbearer
What if I would've gone and dropped him off there?
myself, in hysterics, screaming "It's not fair!"
21 years old a book of rhymes he was gonna recite to the globe
thing to numb the pain besides that shit in his nose
He was gonna quit tomorrow, we're all quit tomorrow
Just get us through the weekend, and then follows
Then it's Wednesday, it's "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 and go and band-aid that problem
And escape this world, this world
'Cause I myself
No praying's cure this 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 with our lives, we Russian Roulette
And try to find a where we could be content
'Cause for us, we're just trying to the fear of being 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 never go and profile at night
Yeah, the, the, the orange plastic with the top they sell to you
Has us looking for the answers and not 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 said cool
But me? I don't blame Kev or his mom while pregnant with him
I blame the pharmacy
And country spends trillions fighting the war they supplying themselves
Politicians and business and
Public and judges who fail
at Kevin, look at Kevin
Now wrapped in plastic
First dealer was his 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 Dream
Put the pen and look in my eyes
We're in the room and something ain't right
All this is on you, over prescribed

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