Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we tonight
it, now

I pain, I felt the losses
funerals and seen coffins
21 years old, an angel was lost
Wings by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of Oxycontin
Everyday the nostrils
went away, never does it stop there
Death a line or two away and a tall cans
'Cause you know when God is gonna call, man
Precious, what we all
I said peace at 5:30, the next time that I saw him was in the hands of the
What if I would've never gone and him off there?
Blaming myself, in hysterics, "It's not fair!"
21 years old with a of rhymes he was gonna recite to the globe
Only to numb the pain besides that shit in his nose
He was quit tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow
Just get us the weekend, and then Monday follows
it's Wednesday, then it's "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow"
Might as well go crack a seal and might as well go a bottle
as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that problem
And escape world, vacate this world
'Cause I myself
No praying's gonna this pain

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 is on you, we're over prescribed

For me and Kev
You end up in jail, institutions are
And with our lives, we play Roulette
And try to a life where we could be content
'Cause for us, we're just trying to minimize the fear of being
And now my little is in the sky
a pill that a doctor prescribed
That a drug a million dollar industry supplied
And the cops never go and profile at
Yeah, the, the, the orange with the white top they sell to you
Has us looking for the answers and not of you
fix, whatever do
We just gonna neglect the
Because a doctor with a license played God and it's cool
Played God and said it's
But me? I don't Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with him
I blame the companies
And country that spends trillions fighting the war they supplying
and business and jail
Public and judges who fail
Look at Kevin, look at
Now he's wrapped in
First was his mom's medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, better go and 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 you're him
So America, is it really it? I'm asking you

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

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