Luyện nghe bài hát Why I Don't Believe In God

I heard the truth you
And it doesn't really at all
Like the whipping stick you raised me
A woman in a private hell
Hushed voice like electric
Strange talk Edgar Casey
And the long lame of the dark seventies
Strange about Edgar Casey
And the lame walk of the dark seventies

I heard the about you
Yeah, you
Mama, they me up
I was in an idiot sleep
I was just years old
Heard big words with a horrible
Why'd they to call my school
Tell me my had a nervous breakdown?

I wish I like you do
Yeah, you
In the myth of a God
In the of a Heaven and Hell
I the voices you hear sometimes
Sometimes it gets so much I like letting it go
it gets so hard I feel like letting it go
Sometimes it gets so goddamn hard I feel letting it all go
it all go
it all go
it all go
it all go
it all go

I ran away, looking for you
Back to Culver city and the old
Need to if you were really gone
Need to know if you were for good
I ran through the projects at
Hide in the dark my friends in the light
Hide from my
from the things he'd say
Said you weren't losing mind
He said you needed a rest
He said be coming home soon
He said the there would know what's best
Said that maybe I could go with them for a while

I the truth about you
I the truth about you
I know the about you
I the truth
I know the
I the truth
I know the
I know the about you
Mama woke me up
I was just years old
Sometimes it so hard I feel like letting it go
Sometimes it gets so I feel like letting it all go
Yeah, it all go
it all go
Ooh, it all go
Yeah, it all go