Luyện nghe bài hát Panic Attack (the P.a.)

Little momma got a pill to swallow
A water to follow it down the tunnel
Gotta walls but the house is hollow
Got a lot of holes, never found the
Panic attack, so what's the of attack?
You had to be had. You cut in half. You had to
You battle with shadow from front to back
up the stats. Handle the math, and that'll be that
Hold your head up. I know fed up
But don't let it get up to the top of them steps
Instead of with the pieces that got messed up
get dressed up, we out to catch the best buzz
Self-medicated, on elevated
Help the self-made self-hate and celebrate it
And I could tell you hated it when you felt
but the poison tastes great, know how the hell they made it?
And if the don't kill you, the city will
Simply for the thrill of up a sticky spill
Little tricky get busy of a fifty
So take the little pill straight to pretty grill

Here it comes, there it goes again. attack. [x8]

So you drinking? So what you popping?
So what you eating? So you dropping?
So what you So what you sniffing?
So how you coping? So the difference?

Contagious, it runs the paint does
Sedate the and over anxious
The of pain that make the songs on the playlist
The renegade rain that just to flood the bassment
Look honey needs a help-up buddy
No body's drug-free, the would be hella bloody
Do you call yourself a of a junky?
The only thing that is who takes your money
All smile like we're go buck wild
Order up a shot, filled up now
Pop another (what?) distracted by the while
we fight all about what to name the love child
I'm on that go nuts life got that gold touch
Fresh fly wild what like the cold crush
No luck, don't much, just an old flush
made up of hearts Queen off the faux-blush
Freak outs, leak out, and bleed out, and out
and reroute and seak out the weak
And we doubt, but when I see it out
the beast believe for now, it's all "peace, I gotta be out."

Here it comes, there it again. Panic attack. [x8]

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