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

I walk on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty soda
for lack of better stimulation
Motivation comes and like gas station patrons
So sedation for unexpected vacations

my pre-gratitude
Post, please leave me alone, just my rude attitude
No dysfunction flip side, I'm just your citizen
waiting patiently for me to sin again but then again

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just to have the upper hand in monotonous
And for lack of better
I'm portraits of dysfunctional families with gloomy faces
"Don't Worry, Be Happy" T-shirts
And assuming I'm tasteless

You misconstrue it but babies will embrace it
The basic of a very bitter young man
That kicks rusty cans and walks on decrepit bricks
With a permanent of headphones
Trying to these lectures stick

I'll let them protesters picket like they are gonna 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
Feeling I'm worthless
But contrary to my last statement, I fine
Content with the fact I know this city's mine

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

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

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

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 games of ping
And a song in "Sixpence", I'm "None the Richer"
I just kiss her on the lips and trucking

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