Luyện nghe bài hát Straight From The Jacket

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