Luyện nghe bài hát Read Wiped In Blue

I knew my mom, once I was born she was dead
She never wanted me. At least that's what my dad
He said she was polluted, ignorant,
And that was roughly the outline of what he beat my head
I grew up in a house with more rooms than I could
No siblings, strangers always moving in and out
My dad all our neighbors
Had they on his prophets they'd be finished
'Cause his is what he was about
Ever his birth, he was a nuisance to humanity
I he died instead of mom. Maybe then I'd love family
But I'd smile at pops, that feeling 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 close my and sink
To the thought of her voice, and the lullabies she'd sing
'Til I was sound asleep. Then I'd awake and she'd be
My whole life, my soul echoed her
I guess the is always greener on the other side
And intangible experience structures one
the Koran to leprechauns
Since when did America fall in Lebanon and Ireland?

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Mamma was a lullaby, was a melting pot
Angel in my father's eyes, only it helps him rot
Freedom screams through a sky, wounded by a culture
Mamma was a lullaby, was a melting pot

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

One day daddy's gonna die, choking on the gun he

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

Daddy don't think I forgot