Luyện nghe bài hát Stumbling Testicles

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

off the deepest end
Far away the screaming
Like drunken demons started teething
Not mindful where vent

The is scary
Too many
Intently staring at my
And why the hell this ridiculous
And who keeps on missing the seat
I can't go under all eye
Rubber orange smiles
They float on the now in the air
And about when I got out of there

Now Millie looks just like a cop on every approach
But he understands me about the
So he's good in my
In this state of random
I am lucid but the are strange
My has been revoked
Not confident enough to hear a word
Death
Happy thoughts I get caught hooked on a word like
Death
Don't mind the breath when I do I choke
looking
Red Red
Get me a drink and for god sakes them off

This trying to fuck and it's not apparent why
This one claims a virtue but written off as lies
just shrug and dig my heels
In what looks some flawed ideals
a misstep away
She me
And then me away
But you know now
I need
Get me the
Because my brother
But all said was
"How did you eat?"
And that a figure
I was repeat
'cause acknowledging what I had
Would have the bad trip validity

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

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

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

bar doesn't have any hours
It just in and out of existence
But he makes a mean white
As the bar wench

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

'cause he's the man regardless of
And pong tables never win
the all-encompassing wrath
Of too much and an Absinthe bath
But I got mine and got his
And black around for the discontent
Cement pig-headed fucking
cocks of inhibition
Welcome to Milton, your shoes
We got plenty of beer and plenty of
'cause happens in Vegas we don't care
'cause stranger shit has happened