Luyện nghe bài hát Petrified Life And The Twice Told Joke (decrepit Bricks)

I on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty soda cans
Simply for lack of stimulation
Motivation comes and goes like gas station
So sedation compensates for vacations

That's my
Post, please leave me alone, that's just my rude
No flip side, I'm just your ordinary citizen
They're patiently for me to sin again but then again

I'm really mommy's little
But that angel on my shoulder got
For trying to with his nemesis, he caught him on the wrong day
And got cut like DJs doubles

I'm on my way to the store ignoring the
To purchase a pack of Marb' Reds with a stack of pennies
I could go for Denny's and my holds plenty
But my pocket's got holes, I guess the goal is to stay

Quite put me and my pockets share interest
I'll never fall in love with that pretty green-eyed temptress
I my lesson the first time
I just couldn't keep up with that ever-changing line of foot apparel
to many clones, my eye's vision monochromes
With seven and twenty tones, plus I breath artistic

They eating everything I'm them
Put myself in every and use my spit as mat medium
And results are my children, we share the genes
Cast the same reflections and the same dreams

Like whoa, like whoa, whoa, like whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no
Feeling like I'm
But contrary to my statement, I feel fine
with the fact that I know this city's mine

And at night, I roam these streets with no purpose
Feeling I'm worthless
But contrary to my last statement, I feel
Content with the fact that I know this mine

I down dead end streets like I didn't see the sign
Just to turn around and back, that's fine and dandy
But what's whack is the fact, I'm walking
Like, "Thank God for Walkmans"

I'm only yawning 'cause these simple minded make me sleepy
So do I do? I resort to T.V.
In the seemingly lousy to numb myself with lackluster images
And insignificant information like, "Willis was really Bridges"

Just to have the upper in monotonous conversations
And for of better stimulation
I'm painting portraits of dysfunctional families gloomy faces
"Don't Worry, Be Happy" T-shirts
And you're I'm tasteless

You misconstrue it but your babies embrace it
The basic essentials of a very young man
That kicks soda cans and walks on decrepit bricks
With a pair of headphones
Trying to these lectures stick

I'll let them protesters picket like are gonna make a difference
And them die before they realize
their cause was nonexistent
Like cause was nonexistent

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no
like I'm worthless
But contrary to my last statement, I feel
with the fact that I know this city's mine

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no
like I'm worthless
But contrary to my statement, I feel fine
Content with the fact I know this city's mine

I walk on shitty city sidewalks stepping on single crack
of that joke we used to say when we were snotty nose
My purpose got when my mind turned paraplegic
Plus I failed my Civil exam, they said I cheated

Not to mention urine samples
And the attention of a second-grader
More fascinated with blocks than wasting time
Stressing his daily lesson, the ritalin

I've been gone with the like lucky lottery tickets since day one
And on the left 'cause right's wrong
So what do I do? I resort to friendly of ping pong
And sing a in "Sixpence", I'm "None the Richer"
I kiss her on the lips and keep trucking

And at night, I roam streets with absolutely no purpose
Feeling like I'm
But contrary to my last statement, I fine
Content the fact that I know this city's mine

And at night, I roam streets with absolutely no purpose
Feeling I'm worthless
But to my last statement, I feel fine
Content the fact that I know this city's mine