Luyện nghe bài hát Stumbling Testicles

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

off the deepest end
Far away the screaming
Like demons that started teething
Not where they vent

The is scary
Too ducks
staring at my butt
And why the hell ridiculous motif
And who keeps on the goddamn seat
I can't go all these eye
painted orange smiles
They on the water now in the air
And that's about I got out of there

Now Millie looks like a cop on every single approach
But he understands me the ducks
So he's good in my
In this state of change
I am lucid but the woods are
My comfort has been
Not confident enough to a word like
Death
Happy less I get caught hooked on a word like
Death
Don't mind the breath because when I do I
You're
Red Red
Get me a and for god sakes call them off

This one's trying to fuck and it's not why
one claims a virtue but it's written off as lies
I'll just and dig my heels
In what looks some flawed ideals
Happiness a misstep
She me
And then me away
But you right now
I another
Get me the
Because my brother
But all he'd was
"How did you eat?"
And that wasn't a
I was repeat
'cause what I had done
Would have the bad trip validity

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

I jumped up and offed the
In the chair and them loose
Sanity to be found
Luckily hours I came down

Back to a safe so it seemed
again I heard the screams
So I into what appeared
A place still serving beer

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

cute sitting in my lap
When a few start to scrap
The smaller of the two starting crap
With the object of fight
Rub'n up on

'cause the man regardless of fists
And ping pong tables win
Against the all-encompassing
Of too much stress and an bath
But I got and he's got his
And black eyes for the discontent
Cement pig-headed bitches
Swinging cocks of
Welcome to Milton, your shoes
We got plenty of beer and of Shrooms
'cause what in Vegas we don't care
'cause stranger has happened here