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 my dad said
He said she was polluted, ignorant,
And was roughly the outline of what he beat into my head
I grew up in a house with more than I could count
No siblings, just strangers moving in and out
My dad all our neighbors
Had they stepped on his they'd be finished
'Cause getting his is he was about
Ever since his birth, he was a to humanity
I wish he died instead of mom. Maybe I'd love family
But I'd at pops, concealing that feeling of, "I hate you."
Each day he'd wear the same three colors, with the same
And mother would come to me when I would my eyes 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 one leviathan
From the to leprechauns
Since when did fall in between Lebanon and Ireland?

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

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

One day gonna die, choking on the gun he bought

And when that day comes I return to my mother
And walk hand in hand straight to heaven
And when the clouds part, I'll her that I love her
And accept with an open heart. No question
dad was right, and she really 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 this could mend her spirit, I bet my smile could
The of her songs decreased the older that I grew
became my only influence of attitude
Now I'm imperialistic, and careless of people
A trait inherited by my omnipotent ego
His symbol's the eagle, but his isn't free
see no sign around my neck saying I'm proud to be me
I'm not grown up, the concept of adulthood is
He left on my back when my notebook was read
I guess the grass is always on the other side
And experience structures one leviathan
From the Koran to
Since when did America fall in between and Ireland?

Daddy don't think I forgot