Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we live
it, now

I seen pain, I felt the
funerals and seen coffins
21 years old, an was lost here
Wings clipped by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of
Everyday the nostrils
Never went away, never it stop there
Death a or two away and a couple tall cans
'Cause you never when God is gonna 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 him off there?
Blaming myself, in hysterics, "It's not fair!"
21 years old with a of rhymes he was gonna recite to the globe
Only thing to numb the besides that shit in his nose
He was gonna tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow
Just get us through the weekend, and then follows
Then it's Wednesday, then "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow"
Might as well go a seal and might as well go chug a bottle
Might as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that
And escape this world, this world
I hate myself
No gonna cure this pain

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

For me and Kev
You end up in jail, institutions are
And with our lives, we play Russian
And try to a life where we could be content
'Cause for us, we're just trying to minimize the of being alive
And now my little is in the sky
From a pill a doctor prescribed
That a deal a million dollar industry supplied
And the cops go and profile at night
Yeah, the, the, the orange plastic the white top they sell to you
Has us for the answers and not instead of you
Quick fix, do
We just gonna neglect the
Because a doctor a license played God and said it's cool
Played God and said it's
But me? I don't blame Kev or his mom freebasing while with him
I blame the pharmacy
And country that spends trillions fighting the war they themselves
and business and jail
Public and judges who fail
Look at Kevin, at Kevin
Now wrapped in plastic
First dealer was his medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, better go and give him a
Focus, give him Adderall, sleep, him Ambien
'Til he's walking 'round the looking like a mannequin
Ups and downs, shooting up prescriptions you're him
So America, is it really worth it? I'm you

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

Doctor, your medicine, and methods
Can't cure my disease without me
killing me, you're killing me
You're me, you're killing me
Doctor, your medicine, and methods
Can't my disease without killing me
killing me, you're killing me
You're me, you're killing me