Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Friend

Thou mayest
Tune onto the forbidden
And see it like it is

You be a champion
Never on me
Deceit, deceit,

dusty in the cellar

Yo, I was thinking about my sick
a ring around my wits end
13 loops later his hung inches out the pig pen
Motley day goblins brought him pillage to pass the

With bad javelin tip inside, barreled, black magic brilliance
Who rose at the of the 'Unknown Soldier'?
To the fascist fragment choreographed
In dancing for nickels

like sickle cells to the principles of pi rotary
One hope distortion odyssey sputters
To my how not example
me the bread crust while considering the littering

I dont pity the rush or the whimpering, spill
Anchor to rock bottom, bottom packs a ravenous catalyst
Sprung arachnid, by the carnal tyrant
I choked when the bird sings it stings

me out delirium to stitch them clipped wings
I sink instinctively while they're clinging the shrieking souls
Mourning the death of fallen ideologues to control
Quality control, stand still up the banner

From the beehive to the anthill, rag
Incorporate the unison of Vikings ship plus the perfection
Of the twice to burn with the stone throwers
your assessments

My communicative hindrance pleads the
Of a billion hungry victims gripped by the
Thats to splinters and got
Shivving up the of natives and its league marvels

One sure to shock a mass burial, breeze
Broken penny bank fragments up at stagnant seas
Dirty plus applicants with chatter box disease
Iron bandit, them the stars, the head balloons and rubies
Asked for moons and I cant stand it any more

This is how I feel that I
And the were so amazed

I'm the slinger of them all
is a time for war and a time for peace
And a to run and a time to split

dusty in the cellar

I dont run a funny race, malnourished and loopy admirals
Where 99.9 per cent by their broken axles
I boats of a pack rat bats of bully club swung
Post utility inhalants nail it to stability and it

Lopsided Star bird bow crooked makeshift
Patching holes with gum and stitching sail to thirsty faces
Observe me sitting my eyes tied to the clock
Cause I know once that wind kicks up you

And your left roped to the dock
And its the, art of clarity married to extension
Of blue sky of a neighborhood
String on my ring has me dancing

Like wooden dummies in a nature
Merry etiquette's a nail, friends is little brittle dolls of paper
In assembly, I with a crocodile smile
Hiding a fish out of water provided upon entry

Now if I, were to, to speed
To levigate the game plan, you honestly impede
I mean I guess, I can just divorce me from the
And blame my chemical imbalance for the fact Ive a mess

But my loyalty supply on which [unverified] I should run with
And Im thinking that damn town priors to fill this here bucket
Its that, grand precious precious that part of you wants to touch
And part of you just wants to sit and be impressed

Tainted agony in barnacle attachments
Mood swinging upon the barnstorm to traffic
Spread, circle 4,000 you burn to cater wings
Above Townsman spoon-fed the shadow

Im tired of wired into the thief ratio
Its gnawing a hole my scheme so I leave
(Know I mean?)

It is the cocktail hour
I not brought you blessings without number?

They have plenty of
And is plenty for them
Yeah, never had it so good

dusty in the cellar
Getting in the cellar
dusty in the cellar