Luyện nghe bài hát Water

The water ain't safe, the land's made of
I hug a half empty glass my trying to pawn her
I'm to see the future in a tea cup and a saucer
But I rather be drinking with my cigarette foster
And a run away buckle the cloud-nine fantasy filter to the
truth
Of daily market wars through the roof
I I stood beneath the icicles that bleed under the awning
And magically the great absorbing of spirit falling
But I'm sick, I've plowed these fields a thousand times
Sold botanical research studies to with whole quotas
And when science proposes to art besides peaceful sea
be that cat with a ring on a pillow shouting finally
Take a number, the seeds rained upon each slumber
A hundred thousand freaks on parade for the hunter
My every whim acted has gone loopy
But I play a game called lets prepare barnacle city for the end-all
I split the radius at bellies, reconnaissance
Seeping genie bottle optimist freeze
Run for the but the fountain is a desert optical

Tummy full of sand running man impossible
There's a wing in my gut and i'm all
Surf in the urban certainly flushed
Now one in the worth two atop the tallest cedar
But what lies inside my heart is off the mother f**king

See the ain't safe no more
'I'm just to build myself to act as a truly better man

See the water safe no more
'Nah nah the ain't safe no more'
I'm trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve
its across
'The ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be the dream of peasant the hurricane
can
'I'm trying to be some body I can talk to in the morning
with a
The Water safe no more..

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And I've always a 40 night chronologic hostage
hook in the lip of the monarch
Wingless
I don't play in the man race
Hope
inside carnal indifference till doom cops are slight
and
potent
I'm 20 pumping acrylic tomorrow side ways
Blazing with a map tattooed on the back of the classless
Now tip toe across a lost
Because a lost found
Don't mean you a cause
That means you found a lost
Ok now ive been here for role
my here and now
To consumption for my peers steering the plow
And its
Handy jackets turn numerals to
But bad apples ain't sweet and cretins ain't that
I'm Mozart with a focus on the
Hiding the inconsistencies of man behind water and
I wear a stripped ego and bivouac my progression
With a formulated through the flesh of the oppressors
God had a flask I can it
You really think the 13 loops loose daughter
spawned me a sober unit, check
Addressed the ghost my TV with a ruler
At hear to the back bone pusher
ten thousand hackers deep in a movement
That's 20,000 crucial ruby clicking in unison
It's beautiful, beautiful
I keep a stick my hand
and carve my name inside every wall of the falling