Luyện nghe bài hát Stumbling Testicles

Here I am trying to
having to say a single word
Everything so menacing
And I'm in desperate need of a
But all the I try to convey
That just seems to offend
Not in reality but in my
for some reason ain't where it started

Marching off the end
Far away from the
Like drunken demons that started
Not where they vent

The is scary
Too many
Intently staring at my
And why the hell this ridiculous
And who on missing the goddamn seat
I can't go all these eye
Rubber painted smiles
float on the water now in the air
And that's about when I got out of

Now Millie looks just like a cop on single approach
But he me about the ducks
So good in my book
In this of random change
I am but the woods are strange
My has been revoked
Not confident to hear a word like
Death
Happy thoughts less I get caught on a word like
Death
Don't the breath because when I do I choke
looking
Red Red
Get me a drink and for god call them off

This trying to fuck and it's not apparent why
This one claims a virtue but it's written off as
I'll shrug and dig my heels
In what looks like flawed ideals
Happiness a away
She me
And then me away
But you right now
I another
Get me the
Because my brother
But all said was
"How did you eat?"
And that a figure
I was gonna
acknowledging what I had done
Would have given the bad validity

"Why don't you go guitar"
Why would you wanna put on stage?
It's the show on fucking earth
Stumbling
I'm

I jumped up and the shoes
In the chair and rocked them
Sanity nowhere to be
Luckily hours later I down

Back to a safe place so it
Then I heard the screams
So I ducked into appeared
A place still serving beer

Larry's bar doesn't any hours
It pops in and out of existence
But he makes a mean white
As does the bar

Kayla's cute in my lap
a cock-blocking few start to scrap
The of the two starting some crap
With the object of fight
Rub'n up on

he's the man regardless of fists
And ping tables never win
Against the all-encompassing
Of too much and an Absinthe bath
But I got and he's got his
And eyes around for the discontent
Cement fucking bitches
Swinging cocks of
Welcome to Milton, your shoes
We got plenty of beer and plenty of
what happens in Vegas we don't care
'cause stranger shit has happened