Luyện nghe bài hát Piru Blues

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

Blood stains on the camouflage
And pained hands on the fully automatic
She looks the eyes of her comrade slash lover
Comcast cover warfare rages on the other
Side of the world where the udders
In a language besides brotherly for the sufferers
It's the that touches her
He brushes her cheek smeared with smudges of all the dirt he picked up
falling to the earth
Where them fall so far to love and so into berserk
in the church but nothing of worth
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, by the beast
She picks up his rifle and to the street

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

With blood stains on the fur
And a hundred bullet in the Rolls Royce Spurt
Through sunglasses the world is a blur
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 dances on macabres and nigger-as being
Skeletons with her, a elegant prance amidst the
and the drunks, the sinners and the punks
A parliament of baptized in the funk
Cologne don't bullets no matter where 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 Rihanna as Madonna in be witches in other hostel

me how to breathe 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 again
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 stains on the maxi pad
We welcome soul into the land of the living
Something the mirror so different, it smiles
Now how glass smile
So she into the kitchen
The microwave the and the plates
Everywhere where there's a reflection of her
The turned off TV, the cell phone and screen be
jubilant as Jeezy
In the or Gucci in the chain shop
A fan getting dropped
This wasn't in the but the pain stopped
And the daffodils
surprise not in the newspaper horoscope
Or seen in the of a chamomile
She must've it
Probably fell out of the bag 'cause she it
Learned her lesson, she terrific

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

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