Luyện nghe bài hát Saints And Savages

Calm down, breaths,
Shes screaming pig, Up against the car resisting arrest,
37 acting shes 19, As a little boy sits watching his momma,
it was just a dream, Off he goes again to another family,
Wishing God would have blessed him, Different this hell he sees,
Strangers seed, eight shots and a girl gone,
His momma always said, He was the reason why her stopped,
Waiting for a lullaby 12:59, wide,
Listens to his cry away the night,
He was watching his night light out,
Whispering soft words to the walls, Stopping any of doubt,
Hes for the better day in tomorrow,
He thinks to ask her every morning, Tell me whered that go?
in the bottle, From sip to swallow,
Hes likely to follow, she throws an apology,
With love he hed never know.

[Chorus][Christina
Oh Im sorry for, you
For everything, I just do
And Ive hurt myself, By you

One granny three uncles, Two a nephew,
Four sisters no brother, No father a mother,
Six couple clients and a PO, One bedroom one window one bath,
Shared by something mother fucking, Low life people,
a child in a sinners world, Born to be free,
Fascination of ejaculation, Mourn in the system
Born wicked the seed,
Not a chance in hell, in line in life,
Selling and such, Till the time was right,
Stepped up his game, LH the call,
Started shit with older dudes, Shots fired fall,
Bled out on the concrete, made it home,
Drug money bought the food, So the wouldnt moan,
words he uttered softly, Struggling for breath,
Blood bubbles at his side, The rain washed away left.

Aguilera]
Oh Im for, Blaming you
For everything, I just do
And Ive hurt myself, By you

The eviction notice beats the kid awake morning,
Baby girl get up and gets scared, none of the lights in the house are working,
already knows that the phones are dead,
And just as the cycle goes, Hes not on fixing this,
his morning fix of cigarettes and gin,
Hes wondering if he can leave her with the relatives,
While he becomes a savage, An arrest away from steps,
A generation of and neglect,
And its hereditary, Laced grimy memories,
Consistently just keeping dreams captive quiet and confined sleep,
just another apathetic breed,
Lost in drinks and abandoned seeds,
to mix with fiend, And truthfully,
With every God damn to a wall,
Every desperate and pathetic drunken call,
We our own wings,
And listen to what the are trying to sell,
Born with halos,
Fighting,
For the side of hell.

[Chorus][Christina
Im for, Blaming you
For everything, I couldnt do
And Ive hurt myself, By you