Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we tonight
it, now

I seen pain, I the losses
Attended funerals and seen
21 years old, an was lost here
Wings by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of Oxycontin
Everyday through the
Never went away, never it stop 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 time that I saw him was in the hands of the
What if I would've never gone and him off there?
myself, in hysterics, screaming "It's not fair!"
21 years old with a book of he was gonna recite to the globe
thing to numb the pain besides that shit in his nose
He was gonna tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow
Just get us through the weekend, and Monday follows
Then it's Wednesday, then it's "fuck it, I'm 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
I hate myself
No praying's gonna cure pain

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 right
All this is on you, we're over

For me and Kev
You end up in jail, are dead
And with our lives, we Russian Roulette
And try to find a life 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
From a that a doctor prescribed
That a drug deal a million industry supplied
And the never go and profile at night
Yeah, the, the, the orange with the white top they sell to you
Has us looking for the answers and not of you
Quick fix, do
We just neglect the truth
Because a doctor with a license God and said it's cool
Played God and it's cool
But me? I don't Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with him
I blame the companies
And country that spends trillions the war they supplying themselves
and business and jail
Public defenders and who fail
Look at Kevin, look at
Now he's in plastic
First dealer was his mom's medicine
Got anxiety, better go and give him a
Focus, him Adderall, sleep, give him Ambien
'Til he's walking 'round the city looking like a
Ups and downs, shooting up prescriptions handing him
So America, is it worth it? I'm asking you

Doctor, please, me a dose of the American 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, your medicine, and your
Can't cure my without killing me
You're killing me, you're me
You're killing me, you're me
Doctor, your medicine, and your
Can't cure my without killing me
You're me, you're killing me
killing me, you're killing me