Luyện nghe bài hát Poisenville Kids No Wins/Reprise (This Must Be Our Time)

This is the sound of what you know killing you
This is the sound of you don't need still true
This is the of what you don't want still in you
Never

When a live wire lights metal rail right
a marvel of engineering steered me clear in to the plight
Right before the open, after the peak of night
Before the paper's delivered, I sat on the corner and a light

The same corner I perched when I zone on the block first
At almost 5 O'clock for sun spots or store clerks
spot, almost kinda like the zone was forgot
As if the had been reset and couldn't catch to the clock

Or the stoop was in the past a half minute
And I sat in it
With a loosie Newpy out of my lips, taste, half minted
on

And I felt like a hundred bucks in the pocket of a lush
At a Wondershowzen flow with the druids of destructo
Fugitoid on the run again, the sky gleamed, the maroonist
Layered against the bluest tone from where the lived

Here I was directly under it like some little gray
And they told to stay and wait for the
A cotton ball in a blizzard of mischief or prison
With a thought that rode on the bus and came for conjugal

And fucked way into my gray matter, the tattered territory
Stayed chattering and nagging it demanded it yell it for me
And I tried to hold the thing back', but the meditation was
on what a friend said and relating it to my struggling

Metropoloid so damn smothering
But we were of poisenville
And saw the seduction repugnant

And reserved the as the triggerman
the back up plan of self destruction
And I touched the of chemicals
could pull me towards that function

It's the stuff I hard for discussion
How the do you explain
our own self destruction
And remain trusted?

To the question, yes, the city wants you gone
And thats the only connecting us
But the connection is so
So how dare you assume that I'll when you're dead
This is well outside the boundaries of behavior

I will not you the go ahead
And you will not be remembered
I'm throwing down the
Fuck you, isn't your decision

And for all the holy fuck I
Your little spectacle is
But think for just one second
honored your obligations to me

I'm serious, in my eyes
I don't find funny or whatever you imagine poetry
And feels like when you combine them
I am not going to allow on my watch buddy
Nobodies impressed with imagined sacrifice
Device or regret

You are not uniquely
And if you go we won't be
And who the hell are you to put me
The banality of watching

Cause many better men have
For clearly better
And I starkly remind you
That you have not even been

And that's the only
about you
Stop me if I'm

We are always outnumbered but we were never out
There's no for criminals, no ministry for the wicked
In this town if you a sound
You're the leper with the fingers

The league of nobodies
The other teams in ringers
No faith in the majority, no hope for the little
Sally pulled a out, Billy got a blunderbuss

So the fuck are you feeling
That makes your so wondrous?
Enough to pull
What's of the rug out from under us?

I think not, in the same barrel
All us other crabs are
And if I have to live, you to live
Whether you like this or not
on

Dedicated to the drowning, and the noble of
The desperate forced to watch
And to my friends who refused
To it to happen to me

You who you are
You know what I'm talking
Believe me, man, I

Never, never, never, gonna get that way
Never, never, never, gonna get way again
Never, never, never, gonna get that way
Never, never, never, get that way again

Never, never, never, get that way again
Never, never, never, get that way again
Never, never, never, gonna get that way
Never, never, never, gonna get that way
Never,