Luyện nghe bài hát Piru Blues

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

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

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

blood stains on the chinchilla fur
And a hundred bullet holes in the Royce Spurt
Through sunglasses the world is a blur
Diamonds are being ripped the neck of a third
Second and first seem so
But this one she feels he got what he deserved
The floats, the liquor spills
She dances on macabres and nigger-as being
Skeletons dance with her, a prance amidst the
and the drunks, the sinners and the punks
A parliament of baptized in the funk
Cologne don't stop bullets no where you put it
But spray it in the trunk, it mixes with the blood
And the residue of drugs, it her all at once
the nostrils
As our Rihanna as Madonna in nirvana be witches in other

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

Show me how to breathe
me a reason to end
This pain and all the
Is something, can I wait?
It's to believe again
Is there
It may be nothing,

blood stains on the maxi pad missing
We welcome another into the land of the living
Something the mirror so different, it smiles
Now how could glass
So she into the kitchen
The the spoons and the plates
Everywhere where there's a of her face
The turned off TV, the cell phone and screen be
Looking jubilant as
In the or Gucci in the chain shop
A fan name dropped
This wasn't in the but the pain stopped
And the daffodils
Pleasant surprise not in the horoscope
Or in the leaves of a chamomile
She must've it
Probably fell out of the bag 'cause she it
Learned her lesson, she feels

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

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