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
is the sound of what you don't need still true
This is the sound of what you don't still in you
again

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

The same corner I perched I zone dropped on the block first
At 5 O'clock watching for sun spots 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 stuck in the a half minute
And I sat in it
a loosie Newpy 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 flow with the of destructo luck
Fugitoid on the run again, the sky gleamed, the coloring
Layered against the bluest tone where the thunder lived

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

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

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

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

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

To answer the question, yes, the city you gone
And the only thing connecting us
But the is so strong
So how dare you assume that I'll sleep when you're
This is outside the boundaries of acceptable behavior

I will not give you the go
And you will not be remembered
I'm throwing down the
Fuck you, this your decision

And for all the fuck I give
Your spectacle is ended
But don't think for just one
honored your obligations to me

I'm serious, in my eyes
I don't find this funny or whatever you poetry
And justice feels when you combine them
I am not to allow this on my watch buddy
Nobodies with your imagined sacrifice
Device or insurmountable

You are not uniquely
And if you go we be sorry
And who the are you to put me through
The banality of watching

Cause better men have gone
For better reasons
And I starkly remind you
That you have not even trying

And that's the thing
Remarkable you
me if I'm lying

We are always outnumbered but we were out militiad
There's no dignity for criminals, no ministry for the
In town if you make a sound
You're the with the most fingers

The league of nobodies
The other teams bringing in
No in the majority, no hope for the little ones
pulled a pistol out, Billy got a blunderbuss

So the fuck are you feeling
That makes struggle so wondrous?
Enough to arrogantly
What's left of the rug out under us?

I think not, you're in the same
All us other are caught
And if I to live, you have to live
Whether you this shit or not
on

Dedicated to the drowning, and the futility of
The friends forced to watch
And to my good friends who
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 way again
Never, never, never, gonna get way again
Never, never, never, get that way again
Never, never, never, gonna get that way

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