Luyện nghe bài hát Triangle

Mean while kickin' them back on the
Drug-addicted people
Searching for the God through the TV
With the preacher jacking off in their
It's love for him, it's for them, it makes me sick

All their poured into one
Arms out to catch the fun
Playing life's with no fear
For he knows his stats grow
Year, after year, after tear, after tear, year

Mean packin' up the lungs
But mark my words I'm rage
I'm gonna him loose the only one
Make him burn for he did
Sick, a-ya, sick, ooh sick

Every time he home
To his pet named after him
They turns licking the floor
They turns sucking each other's ooh, he likes it

Every night he his wife on the forehead
She lives the street
She's got rooms in her house
Got thirty of to paint her face

Mean packin' up the lungs
Bu mark my words I'm gonna
I'm make him loose the only one
Make him burn for he did
Sick, a-ya, sick,

Two don't make a right for him
preacher to the weak bewildered, yeah
One day get his just reward ooh

Well, welcome to the swirling
Of red and white blood of it all
began by a man full of dream
For when will your end
Amongst the slimy green
You see, it makes me sick,
Sick, sick, sick,

Mean packin' up the lungs
But my words I'm gonna rage
I'm make him loose the only one
him burn for what he did
Sick, a-ya, sick,

One day get his just reward
Playing to the weak bewildered, yeah
One day he'll upon hell
When will they ever learn to up?