Luyện nghe bài hát Kevin

Okay,

And we live
it, now

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

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

For me and Kev
You end up in jail, institutions are
And with our lives, we play Roulette
And try to find a where we could be content
'Cause for us, just trying to minimize the fear of being alive
And now my brother is in the sky
a pill that a doctor prescribed
That a drug deal a million dollar industry
And the cops go and profile at night
Yeah, the, the, the plastic with the white top they sell to you
Has us for the answers and not instead of you
fix, whatever do
We just gonna neglect the
Because a doctor with a license played God and it's cool
Played God and it's cool
But me? I don't Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with him
I blame the pharmacy
And country that spends trillions fighting the war supplying themselves
and business and jail
Public and judges who fail
Look at Kevin, look at
Now wrapped in plastic
dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, better go and give him a
Focus, give him Adderall, sleep, him Ambien
'Til he's walking 'round the city looking like a
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 Dream
Put down the pen and in my eyes
We're in the waiting and something ain't right
All is on you, we're over prescribed

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