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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And fucked it's way into my 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
Fixated on what a friend said and relating it to my

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

And reserved the right as the
With the back up plan of destruction
And I touched the type of
could pull me towards that function

It's the I find hard for discussion
How the fuck do you
Your our own self
And still trusted?

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

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

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

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

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 must you
That you have not been trying

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

We are always outnumbered but we were out militiad
no dignity for criminals, no ministry for the wicked
In town if you make a sound
You're the leper with the 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 what the are you feeling
makes your struggle so wondrous?
Enough to pull
What's left of the rug out under us?

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

Dedicated to the drowning, and the noble of
The friends forced to watch
And to my good friends who
To allow it to to me

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

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