Luyện nghe bài hát Triangle

Mean while kickin' back on the couch
weak-mind people
Searching for the God the TV screen
With the preacher jacking off in face
It's love for him, pain for them, it makes me sick

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

while packin' up the lungs
But mark my words I'm gonna
I'm gonna make him loose the one
Make him for what he did
Sick, a-ya, sick, a-ya ooh

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

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

while packin' up the lungs
Bu my words I'm gonna rage
I'm gonna make him loose the one
Make him for what he did
Sick, a-ya, sick,

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

Well, to the swirling pool
Of red and white cells of it all
Disease began by a man of dream
For when your journey end
Amongst the slimy green
You see, it makes me sick,
Sick, sick, sick,

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

One day he'll get his reward
Playing preacher to the bewildered, yeah
One day he'll crash hell
When they ever learn to wake up?