Luyện nghe bài hát Loss

Not even for a second he wake up did he ask
If today was gonna be his
An average day in the of a life
Terminated by a knife
Killing, spilling the blood
As his boyz him lying face down in the mud
You might say this is in poor taste
But I must the waste
I:
Of lives of friends that I lost
Who pays the price, who pays the
Can't cry, just till the end
It burns inside to a friend
thin lines, anything to cop a dime
Labelled habitual, a three times
Just fucking' around, knuckles to the bone
Whatever, the future's
Unless you believe in of fate
The letter read
It was fucked up I couldn't make out his
Through the blod, what a waste
I
II:
My friend was there the end (my friend)
Can be replaced
The that I taste (It's over)
What a waste
I
Cold blooded murder, suicide, another laid to rest
demise, homicide, my faith is put to the test
Is there a god, sometimes I can't believe
My friend who is was shot and then robbed
Something quite to conceive
dying everyday there's got to be a better way
The losses blow my mind away, the stain of will always stay
Like the of a friend who stood with me until the end
The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood always stay
I

It's not for me that I grieve, but for the families berieved
I question whether life is fair, I wonder if I even
We think we know what is worth until they lower us beneath
the
Mother crying, forever hurt, my face like stone I shavel
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