Luyện nghe bài hát Voices In My Head

Eh yo, to my world, please listen
HEY!

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

1:]
Consider, configure,
the that I'm in and the pain, I'm literally going insane
I'm frightened, my heart and my head have fightin
I'm certain it's hurtin the rest of my body
Them as loud as manhattan come chattin,
They say "Who met us, and let us in?" you know you better than all of these replicates screamin represent
man, c'mon.
And the people inside me say wanna see me go on tragically
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,
Come out of the bubble, teach you to cuddle,
demons inside me, what demon is not me,
These demons inside me they got me, they me from sleepin,
And eatin and keepin it even, and even my for breathin is ceasin',
Sleetin in a danger, my nose when I'm readin, bleedin on paper,
It's on paper,
And I'm tired of this violence, so tortured inside,ain't it awkward and open inside, have I already died,
Has mom already cried? And why do I like I'm over this life,
I'm not hateful, I'm grateful, my is tasteful, livin it up,
I might even blow, like a in a truck, with a torch and a clutch,
And explosion leaves all coughin' up dust, and the people,
Inside me say, wanna see me go tragically,
And it's evil, I'm only twenty something, working for a crumb some bread or nothin

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

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