Luyện nghe bài hát Party On

Doing E, doing speed, doing
Mix it with alcohol and go
In the the edge of the knife
Where the hell is the bright side of

It's a high for a few hours
you're blind and you can't see the bright flowers
For the light of a and the glee
If you splurge then the law you'll

Turns you into a shell of you used to be
All the you're living in a fantasy
Fantasize about the to come
Then your day life doesn't seem fun

I'm not you how to do your thing
I'm just laying down some about indulging
How the shit going 'round can
Your controller, your dictator, one

I'm giving it up I in the New Year
No more of that for me, see
I'm going to be going straight I can't
Until this year is gone, on

Coming on the ground in a small house
You're a man but you feel a small mouse
Not so long ago you like a king
give me psychiatrist a ring

We'll no bread and feel feckin' brain dead
All alone in a room of E heads
Feel so and sickeningly and worthless
no cure in the mosques or the churches

I met strangers who barely six ago
Were the best friends I I'd ever know
Now they're strangers 'cos I'm down
And I won't say 'Hello' if I see them in