Luyện nghe bài hát Piru Blues

Show me how to breathe
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,

Blood stains on the camouflage
And love hands on the fully automatic
She looks into the eyes of her comrade slash
Comcast CSPAN cover warfare on the other
Side of the world where the udders
In a language besides brotherly for the sufferers
It's the sacrifice touches her
He brushes her cheek with black smudges of all the dirt he picked up
falling to the earth
Where them things fall so far to and so into 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 picks up his rifle and to the street

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

With blood on the chinchilla fur
And a hundred bullet in the Rolls Royce Spurt
Through designer sunglasses the world is a
Diamonds are being ripped from the neck of a
Second and first seem so
But this one she feels that he got what he
The money floats, the spills
She dances on macabres and nigger-as killed
dance with her, a elegant prance amidst the
Whores and the drunks, the sinners and the
A of fools 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 of drugs, it hits her all at once
Stings the
As our Rihanna as Madonna in nirvana be 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 believe
Is it
Or may be (oh)

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

With blood stains on the pad missing
We welcome another soul into the of the living
Something about the so different, it smiles
Now how could smile
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 laptop be
Looking jubilant as
In the trap or Gucci in the shop
A fan getting name
This in the plans but the pain stopped
And the daffodils
Pleasant not in the newspaper horoscope
Or seen in the of a chamomile
She must've it
Probably out of the bag 'cause she dissed it
Learned her lesson, she terrific

Show me how to again
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,

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