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

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

When a live lights little 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 sparked a

The same corner I perched when I zone dropped on the block
At almost 5 O'clock watching for sun or store clerks
Alone spot, almost kinda like the zone was
As if the grid had 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 drift out of my lips, taste, half minted
on

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

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

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

void so damn smothering
But we were children of
And saw the seduction repugnant

And reserved the as the triggerman
With the back up of self destruction
And I touched the type of
That could me towards that function

the stuff I find hard for discussion
How the do you explain
our own self destruction
And still trusted?

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

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

And for all the fuck I give
Your little is ended
But don't for just one second
You've honored obligations to me

I'm serious, look in my
I don't find funny or whatever you imagine poetry
And justice feels like when you combine
I am not going to allow this on my buddy
Nobodies impressed with your sacrifice
Device or insurmountable

You are not pained
And if you go we won't be
And who the are you to put me through
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 never out militiad
There's no for criminals, no ministry for the wicked
In this if you make a sound
You're the with the most fingers

The of extraordinary nobodies
The other bringing in ringers
No faith in the majority, no hope for the ones
Sally pulled a pistol out, got a blunderbuss

So what the are you feeling
That makes struggle so wondrous?
to arrogantly pull
What's of the rug out from under us?

I think not, you're in the 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 friends forced to
And to my friends who refused
To it to happen to me

You who you are
You know what I'm about
me, man, I promise

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

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