Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Friend

Thou indeed
onto the forbidden channel
And see it like it is

You be a champion
fall on me
Deceit, deceit,

Getting in the cellar

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

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

Looked sickle cells to the principles of pi rotary
One hope distortion odyssey itself
To my how not example
Give me the bread crust while considering the

I pity the head rush or the whimpering, spill
Anchor to rock bottom, rocks bottom packs a ravenous
arachnid, leashed by the carnal tyrant
I when the cage bird sings it stings

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

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

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

One components sure to shock a burial, breeze
Broken penny fragments float up at stagnant seas
Dirty work plus applicants chatter box disease
Iron bandit, give the stars, the head balloons and rubies
Asked for many moons and I stand it any more

This is how I feel I sling
And the regulars were so

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

Getting dusty in the

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

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

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

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

Now if I, were to, hold to
To levigate the game plan, would you honestly
I mean I guess, I can just divorce me the rest
And blame my imbalance for the fact Ive made a mess

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

Tainted induct in barnacle attachments
Mood upon the barnstorm to perpendicular traffic
Spread, circle 4,000 circuits you burn to cater
Above alkadiene spoon-fed the shadow

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

It is the Molotov hour
Have I not brought you without number?

They plenty of nothing
And nothing is for them
Yeah, never had it so good

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