Luyện nghe bài hát Stumbling Testicles

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

Marching off the end
Far from the screaming
Like drunken that started teething
Not mindful where vent

The is scary
Too many
staring at my butt
And why the hell this ridiculous
And who keeps on the goddamn seat
I can't go all these eye
Rubber painted orange
They float on the now in the air
And that's when I got out of there

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

This one's to fuck and it's not apparent why
This one a virtue but it's written off as lies
I'll shrug and dig my heels
In what looks like some ideals
Happiness a away
She me
And then took me
But you right now
I another
Get me the
Because he's my
But all he'd was
"How did you eat?"
And that a figure
I was repeat
'cause acknowledging I had done
have given the bad trip validity

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

I jumped up and the shoes
In the chair and rocked loose
nowhere to be found
Luckily hours later I came

Back to a safe so it seemed
Then again I heard the
So I ducked into appeared
A happy place still serving

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

cute sitting in my lap
When a cock-blocking few to scrap
The smaller of the two some crap
With the object of their
up on Zack

'cause he's the man of fists
And pong tables never 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
pig-headed fucking bitches
Swinging cocks of
Welcome to Milton, wipe your
We got plenty of beer and of Shrooms
'cause what happens in we don't care
'cause stranger shit has here