Luyện nghe bài hát Piru Blues

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

stains on the camouflage jacket
And love pained hands on the automatic
She looks into the eyes of her comrade slash
CSPAN cover warfare rages on the other
Side of the world 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 into
Supplies in the church but nothing of
That can repair the heart so out comes the and in come the vision
and griffins
The tension, to strengthen, to stiffin',
On his way to God, by the beast
She picks up his and rushes to the street

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

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

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

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 something?
It may be nothing,

With blood stains on the maxi pad
We welcome another into the land of the living
Something about the so different, it smiles
Now how glass smile
So she runs the kitchen
The microwave the and the plates
Everywhere where there's a of her face
The turned off TV, the cell and laptop screen be
Looking jubilant as
In the trap or Gucci in the shop
A fan name dropped
wasn't in the plans but the pain stopped
And the daffodils
Pleasant surprise not in the horoscope
Or in the leaves of a chamomile
She missed it
Probably out of the bag 'cause she dissed it
her lesson, she feels 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 breathe
Give me a to end
This pain and all the
Is something, can I wait?
It's to believe again
Is it
Or may be nothing,