Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we live
it, now

I pain, I felt the losses
Attended funerals and seen
21 years old, an was lost here
Wings clipped by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of
Everyday through the
Never went away, never it stop there
Death a or two away and a couple tall cans
'Cause you never know when God is call, man
Precious, we all share
I said peace at 5:30, the next time that I saw him was in the hands of the
What if I would've never gone and dropped him off
myself, in hysterics, screaming "It's not fair!"
21 old with a book of rhymes he was gonna recite to the globe
Only thing to numb the pain besides shit in his nose
He was gonna quit tomorrow, we're all quit tomorrow
get us through the weekend, and then Monday follows
Then it's Wednesday, then it's "fuck it, I'm already hollow"
Might as well go crack a seal and might as well go a bottle
as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that problem
And this world, vacate this world
I hate myself
No praying's gonna this pain

Doctor, please, me a dose of the American Dream
Put the pen and look in my eyes
in the waiting room and something ain't right
All is on you, we're over prescribed

For me and Kev
You end up in jail, institutions are
And with our lives, we Russian Roulette
And try to find a life where we be content
'Cause for us, just trying to minimize the fear of being alive
And now my brother is in the sky
From a pill that a prescribed
That a drug deal a million industry supplied
And the never go and profile at night
Yeah, the, the, the orange with the white top they sell to you
Has us looking for the and not instead of you
Quick fix, do
We just gonna neglect the
Because a doctor with a license played God and said cool
Played God and it's cool
But me? I blame Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with him
I blame the companies
And country spends trillions fighting the war they supplying themselves
Politicians and and jail
Public and judges who fail
at Kevin, look at Kevin
Now he's wrapped in
dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, go and give him a Xanax
Focus, him Adderall, sleep, give him Ambien
'Til walking 'round the city looking like a mannequin
Ups and downs, shooting up prescriptions you're him
So America, is it really it? I'm asking you

Doctor, please, me a dose of the American Dream
Put down the pen and in my eyes
We're in the waiting room and something ain't
All this is on you, we're prescribed

Doctor, your medicine, and your
cure my disease without killing me
You're me, you're killing me
You're killing me, killing me
Doctor, your medicine, and methods
cure my disease without killing me
You're killing me, you're me
You're killing me, you're me