Luyện nghe bài hát Read Wiped In Blue

I never knew my mom, once I was born she was
She wanted me. At least that's what my dad said
He said she was polluted, ignorant,
And that was roughly the outline of what he beat my head
I grew up in a with more rooms than I could count
No siblings, just always moving in and out
My dad hated all our
Had they stepped on his prophets be finished
getting his is what he was about
Ever since his birth, he was a nuisance to
I wish he died instead of mom. Maybe then I'd family
But I'd smile at pops, concealing that of, "I hate you."
Each day he'd the same three colors, with the same suit
And mother would come to me when I would my eyes and sink
To the thought of her beautiful voice, and the she'd sing
'Til I was sound asleep. Then I'd awake and be gone
My whole life, my soul her songs
I guess the grass is always on the other side
And experience structures one leviathan
the Koran to leprechauns
Since when did America fall in between and Ireland?

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Mamma was a lullaby, Daddy was a pot
Angel in my eyes, only 'cause it helps him rot
Freedom screams through a sky, wounded by a shock
was a lullaby, Daddy was a melting pot

His was to be up, you gotta push someone down
That was all I knew that was all I was around
I found the flaws in his methods from the cause in
Father Diablo: an uncle to every one else
He me how to talk without looking in your eyes
me a nine to five, made me ignore the lullabies
A puddle of the dried shade me colorless
And categorize me as a baby failing to realize how far away his is
Our relationship hovered with strength, even though invisible
Hard to quit hearing her poetry. Piercing leak
With the notes she I float, defying gravitation
The only mom I have is in my imagination. So it

One day gonna die, choking on the gun he bought

And when that day comes I shall to my mother
And we'll walk hand in hand to heaven
And the clouds part, I'll tell her that I love her
And she'll with an open heart. No question
Unless dad was right, and she really was a
Maybe her silhouette the hell of his own childhood
Maybe so insane, no one cared to help
But if nothing else on this could mend her spirit, I bet my smile could
The volumes of her songs the older that I grew
Daddy became my influence of attitude
Now I'm robotically imperialistic, and careless of
A trait inherited by my parent's ego
His symbol's the eagle, but his child isn't
You'll see no sign my neck saying I'm proud to be me
I'm not up, the concept of adulthood is dead
He left scars on my back when my was read
I guess the is always greener on the other side
And experience structures one leviathan
From the to leprechauns
Since when did fall in between Lebanon and Ireland?

Daddy don't think I forgot