Luyện nghe bài hát Pity The Plight

Picture the of your fellows
Too a bed with no sleep
With complex romantic attachments
All look on sorrows and weep
They get a moments reflection
Theres always a in their eye
Pity the plight of fellows
Regard all their and cry
crusty young mothers were lazy perhaps
Leaving it up to the
Where the moral perspective is perhaps
And the climate; oppressively
Give me some of cellos
at some distant regret
Pity the of young fellows
And their anxious attempts to

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These are the of a thug like murky water
Crying as clear as mud for his fathers daughter
His half-sister; he felt to support her
Since her mum was poor and his dad died poorer
Separated until she was 8 old
He as soon as he saw her
That he adored her, so hes baying for with a borer
And an automatic weapon; Smith &
Thatd split a fucking hole in your then hes been looking to corner
The perpetrators responsible for a
Now hes finally got em he wants em
Blood start spilling
The atmosphere in the air tonight is
The blanket of stars above their heads in the sky feels a ceiling
Slowly crushing down on em as the starts progressing
That leaves the youngest of the two open to his
13 years old; pubescent adolescent
About to learn a very harsh and depressing

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These are the tears of a wanna-be
Crying tears as thick as cause his elder set him up
To take the and now hes stuck with no way of getting out
Cause even if there was a way hed still want to vent this out
Without a doubt these are rife with corruption
Young get corrupt even so easily fucked that only leads to destruction in the end
False assumptions that people have your back makes you believe your friends
All though some no one can be trusted
One double O per-cent some thugs will go to lengths
To get
Even if it means manipulating to carry skens and do the dirty work for them
The of work for men
That route the dark is
Not young children that never had a chance
Growing up in his most are doomed from the start
Cause the of their peers are as ill as their hearts