Luyện nghe bài hát Nightlight

Day night (8x)

Night suckas..
Put one up me, not clean logic procreation
I did the wheel, in a previous generation
While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the
I locate modern and pass em out to the pavement
Y'all a 30-second flash frame
Dirty cooperative bloom head-trip split
Fantastic! the splicing of major league low lifes
With anti earthworm mentality (Godzilla!)
I pace my for zero hour completion
See a cretin's still a cretin speakin' altered moniker
American nightmare in the monitor
hold the door open so you can stagger through
Then ten berserk and bread in after you
It's the and I spell it with the 'G' I stole from 'Get
the up'
Noise crutch wretched refuse of my teaming dumb luck
Still I promise storm breed still bleeding Amish
See the freaks out the bottom dropped while three bears invade the cottage
And I sleep now
Yeah, the laugh
You won't be laughing when your wagons crash
You won't be laughing when hosted by the ghost of
past
You won't be laughing when your up doll's
got a headache and give up the ass
And I lay my kicks to rest when I'm
So I them to my feet
This origami dream is beautiful: pull the watch the wings

But you really do a thing with that

All I ever wanted was to pick the day
up the pieces
Spit 'em at your
Reachin' the city of lost barnacles and
Night-light got me the daylight went to evening
(Light) Day (Light) x8

I'm sure I got a pulse.. plus
We Shimmy cross the centerfold, and our light engulfed

let me keep the crumbs (Please)
With seven deadly
To hear the to crystal conscious
The results a dead-beat trying to make a off a bomb
(OK)
Lift me to activism chain activate wild-style Pluto
Set a then push the button
I swallow spores by the laws of a morbid glutton (alley gospel)
I can spot a drunk battalion by the Chaplin waddle
Zig zag and zig 'em again before can pull a badge out
But I out
Another thick installment of one in Gotham like
'Houston we have a
They're the trains the same days the graffiti writers
'em
Who split how many freaks on box cuts of a high road
Heads ripped! Watch red bricks yellow
I'll try to meet the
But a tailgating tin-man an oil can
won't let a hermit crab in his new shell-toes
Life's not a bitch, is a beotch
who keeps the circling the marketplace
out for the G-spot
Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar
Or maybe you're just an maybe I'm just an asshole
Kiss the speaker wire, seaming swashbuckler or pagan hold
Stomach of diner food
Wings cast black upon views
Here to help release the rabid hounds or pick your mood
I got this friend of polar nature and it's all
When I seek similar stars but sit at the same feast
Captain!
This cat is asking if I've seen his bit of passion
I him: 'Yeah' I gave him one last look and smashed him

All I ever was to pick apart the day
Swallow up the
'em at your species
Reachin' the of lost barnacles and leeches
Night-light got me the daylight went to evening
(Light) Day (Light)..