Luyện nghe bài hát Piru Blues

Show me how to again
me a reason to end
This pain and all the
Is there something, can I
It's hard to again
Is it
Or may be nothing,

stains on the camouflage jacket
And love pained hands on the automatic
She looks into the of her comrade slash lover
Comcast CSPAN cover warfare on the other
of the world where the revolution udders
In a language brotherly love for the sufferers
It's the sacrifice touches her
He brushes her cheek smeared black smudges of all the dirt he picked up
falling to the earth
Where them things fall so far to love and so berserk
Supplies in the church but nothing of
That can repair the heart so out the tears and in come the vision
Gargoyles and
The tension, to strengthen, to stiffin',
On his way to God, guarded by the
She up his rifle and rushes to the street

Show me how to again
me a reason to end
This and all the suffering
Is there something, can I
hard to believe again
Is it
Or may be nothing,

With blood stains on the fur
And a hundred bullet holes in the Royce Spurt
Through designer sunglasses the world is a
Diamonds are ripped from the neck of a third
Second and seem so unneeded
But this one she that he got what he deserved
The money floats, the liquor
She on macabres and nigger-as being killed
Skeletons dance with her, a prance amidst the
Whores and the drunks, the sinners and the
A parliament of fools in the funk
Cologne don't stop bullets no matter you put it
But they it in the trunk, it mixes with the blood
And the residue of drugs, it hits her all at
the nostrils
As our as Madonna in nirvana be witches in other hostel

Show me how to again
Give me a to end
This pain and all the
Is there something, can I
It's hard to again
Is it
Or may be (oh)

Show me how to breathe
Give me a to end
This and all the suffering
Is there something, can I
hard to believe again
Is there
It may be nothing,

With blood on the maxi pad missing
We another soul into the land of the living
about the mirror so different, it smiles
Now how could smile
So she runs into the
The the spoons and the plates
Everywhere where there's a reflection of her
The turned off TV, the cell and laptop screen be
Looking jubilant as
In the or Gucci in the chain shop
A fan getting dropped
This wasn't in the plans but the stopped
And the daffodils
Pleasant not in the newspaper horoscope
Or in the leaves of a chamomile
She missed it
Probably fell out of the bag 'cause she it
Learned her lesson, she terrific

me how to breathe again
Give me a to end
pain and all the suffering
Is something, can I wait?
It's hard to again
Is it
Or may be nothing,

Show me how to breathe
me a reason to end
This and all the suffering
Is there something, can I
hard to believe again
Is it
Or may be nothing,