Luyện nghe bài hát Philosopher King

Dry crossing up the holy five
Your cousin is my hobby throw
I'd toss my calling card but I'd hate to make a baby feel

Nope, bro,

There's lots of answers to
Like the numbing that you feel is real, pain grows
get for what you asked
Patience is the lane I mate with, closed

If I fall, will you be there to catch me
me now or...
If I fall, will you be there to me how,
Show me how I've

All cranky in a blanket a lazy eye
Same pigeon that was shitting on the guy
Why yo need a witness?
I too can cook a bunch of little

Friend, make my
Friend, my life

I picked 'em up and clipped their
It was the type the little bitch couldn't listen
I it up and twisted night
a padded white room, bitch named "Kristen"

I will run laps around you, you
Go on, try, tug me to you, but I'll fly
Guess were right
No way to drag your and make up the time
So I'll focus on mine, not gonna hold me I'm leaving you behind

Won't say that better
Won't sell you a lie
Won't tell you
Won't say that you're fine

If your life never turns
And if you should die tomorrow or the week after
I know that I be safe and sound
I won't be cleaning up all the mess

All cranky in a blanket with a eye
pigeon that was shitting on the other guy
Why yo need a witness?
I too can cook a of little meals

I felt my body craving the oxygen from wasteland aching
I be the man with the bacon
Make a light reveal the only stake in

I run laps around you, around you
Go on, try, tug me to you, but I'll fly
Guess they right
No way to drag your and make up the time
So I'll focus on mine, not gonna hold me I'm leaving you behind