Luyện nghe bài hát King Medicine

know that you'll soon go crazy just a whittling stick
hit by the coming cut up in a quick succession
a pointed really stripped of all your armor
down to your very nature beneath the haze and vapor
you're such a stick to beckon that wanting knife and
you've been looking for it the right all your life
saying "who's gonna cut me down to a that suits me?
is there a worthy sculptor among all you fine knives?"
it's to make you take your head and put it on a shelf
to cut the heart out of your chest they'll come for that as
tell me how you do that crazy trick where you walk around
save it for your friend the one who keeps you under lock and key
soon go screaming like a bargain basement lunatic who's
not so specialized that they couldn't replace you
why don't you start crying for all you've got left here
why don't you stop before you go and get it right
now you're selling off the so you can buy the farm
you cut the heart out of chest to let the light in through your arm
it's enough to you take your head and put it in a bag
to cut the teeth out at the pink now nothing in the bag
weather friend you are so dying an amateur chemist now
king medicine when is it where is it taking you?
there is no cure only reprieve some fleeting joy as balance
nothing is sure so every hours king medicine
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