Luyện nghe bài hát King Medicine

know that you'll soon go crazy just a whittling stick
hit by the coming daylight cut up in a quick
a pointed really stripped of all your armor
down to very nature beneath the haze and vapor gaze
you're a willing 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 size that me?
is there a sculptor among all you fine young 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 as well
tell me how you do that trick where you walk around asleep
save it for your doctor friend the one who keeps you lock and key
you'll soon go screaming a bargain basement lunatic who's
not so that they couldn't just replace you
why don't you start for all that you've got left here
why don't you dying before you go and get it right
now you're selling off the house so you can buy the
you cut the heart out of your to let the light in through your arm
it's enough to make you your head and put it in a bag
to cut the out at the pink now there's nothing in the bag
foul weather friend you are so dying an 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 so every four hours king medicine
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