Luyện nghe bài hát The Stooge

I've it in my heart
for over twenty fucking
And all that time washing
With the stench of my tears
I've lingered on the
Transformed into hideous
With the love of life to new extents
And reaching new heights of

The
Stool pigeon of
King of jesters, pawn of
A pillar that my own demise
Believing all seen
Throughout my eyes

I'm rewriting
In my that don't read well
Once opposed to editing my
I've grown sick of denial
Tempted every
By the benefits of a liar
Turning my back at what's at
And writing verse to make it all seem grand

say there's something to strife
That serves those grieving artists
shit into a masterpiece
And makes vain attempt at pain
So romantic