Luyện nghe bài hát Straight From The Jacket

So sorry son, worrying your mother
No explanation's make it seem all right
Young boy, to your father
more than just your life, it's more than suicide
How it feel?
you're looking down the barrel of a loaded gun
Tell me how it
Did you see your life flash right before your
Stop playing and get yourself up off the floor
Young boy, gonna send you to the lions
THe men all in white, when you became undone
How does it feel I might have brought you up
But you are not my son
So many times I tried to bring you up, you brought me
I won't consider you again, stop looking at me like you
I worked my fingers to the
I'm not father or a friend
You might have lived here once, but is not your home
Tell me how it
You don't mean much to me, I plant the seed
I'm not your father 'cause you turn out right
Young boy, we're feed you to the fire
It's more than just your life, it's more suicide
How it feel?
How it feel?
How does it
you're looking down a barrel of a loaded gun...