Luyện nghe bài hát The Outskirts

Young and
unquote old soul
Down in a hole
Playing my controlled

The is mine good and bad
I never sleep, Odd
Firetrucks and squad cars, struggling in arms
Tempted and restless, blood in my
Floods in the
Drugs are a of me
Circus in fun time, surface in
Brush your teeth, believe
So much darkness

and funerals, nurseries and graveyards
Lotteries, robberies an old plays cards
Company, visitors, frequency, on,
Weekends, a of secrets and lies

Oddities, prodigies, fireworks, for me
Same story, all my are made for me
from loose leaf, mislead and seduce me
I'm so full of and bleeding profusely

(refrain)
Concrete and steel I remember drums
A chill in the air, in september she
Pretty and sad, trying not to cry, not to cry so, pretty and so sad
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are my telephone poles, my dark trenches, my broken windows, my park benches
Raccoons and back rooms, and small children's, glitter in traffic
The outlines of tall still in self defence I kill.
Yes I will, If they make me do things against my

Some fun of what I wear, and cut my hair
Goblins and I've got my share
I and complain, and I admit that it's strange
Parts of my that I wish I could change
Insecurities, complexes, x's and marking
beauty of abandoned buildings and parking lots
Market thoughts and impulses, and upheaval
indescribable pleasure in such evil
Review the proof, crime is through the roof,
the youth.
You'd puke if you knew the

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(voice)
Love me again
(voice)