Luyện nghe bài hát Voices In My Head

Eh yo, welcome to my world, listen
HEY!

Poison in my veins, I'm torturing my brains,
And still I try,
in my head, am I alive or am I dead,
Alone I cry,

1:]
Consider, configure,
the shit that I'm in and the pain, I'm literally going
I'm frightened, my heart and my head been fightin
I'm certain that hurtin the rest of my body
voices as loud as manhattan come chattin,
They say "Who met us, and let us in?" you you better than all of these replicates screamin they represent
man, c'mon.
And the people inside me say they wanna see me go on
And it's evil, cause I'm only 20 something working for some some bread, or nothin

2:]
The harder the struggle the the trouble,
out of the bubble, I'll teach you to cuddle,
With demons inside me, demon is not me,
These demons inside me they got me, they stop me sleepin,
And eatin and it even, and even my reason for breathin is ceasin',
Sleetin in a danger, my when I'm readin, it's bleedin on paper,
bleedin on paper,
And I'm tired of this violence, so inside,ain't it awkward and overtly open inside, have I already died,
Has mom already cried? And why do I feel like I'm over life,
I'm not hateful, I'm grateful, my girlfriend is tasteful, it up,
I might blow, like a leak in a truck, with a torch and a clutch,
And explosion that leaves all up dust, and the people,
Inside me say, they see me go tragically,
And it's evil, I'm only twenty something, working for a crumb some bread or nothin

2:]
I'm still awake, and quarter to six,
I'm to write and I ain't thought of no shit,
I live with guilt like I a Sikh,
I with shame like my daughter's a bitch,
I make living but I still persist,
I sell out but I still resist,
So don't tell me about no and shit,
I was born and raised in bitch,
And I all the while and don't complain,
I'm something Gill Scott Heron,
Do you know what it like to lose a friend, again and again and again, again
The bitter, the sinner, the killer the poet, the river of blood him that's flowin,
I'm the bitter, the sinner, the killer, the poet, the river of blood me flowinn,
People me say, the wanna see me goin' tragically,
And it's evil, it's evil, cause I'm only twenty something working for a crumb or bread or nothin

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