Luyện nghe bài hát Anneurysm

(Verse 1: Slug)
...And then the vain start to pop the blood
Pushed from the heart
Patience, I need more, as my becomes tempted
To up and on this seesaw
I should escape, I disappear
Its clear, crystal clear
I'm in a bad here
I you power, gave you control
But you had to the role
Reckless with the that you hold
There isn't much as
as the blind man
Believing in the one lying
Hide the crying, in the pocket
A for the interlude that introduced the moshpit
Exhausted by the storm, the calm
Holding on to a memory, keeping it warm my palm
up, Time Bomb, the clock is ticking
Shot the gift and all you a pot to piss in and some wrong decisions
And here you are again, in your hand
Like powerless, an innocent victim of circumstance
Tell me that it again
Tell me that it weighs you
Tell me you need me
And I'll tell you that I you now
FUCK YOU, you don't know what you
And this is the last I tell you
Next I'm gonna leave
I watch your destruction
I can't trust your
I to God your better then this
I wish you'd those drugs, bitch

(Slug and Murs)
High or low, hot and cold, took the wheel, lost
Good and bad, or right, die or live a longer life
Stop and go, in and out, touch and feel, and shout
and forth, up and down, off the course, fuck it now

(Chorus: by Slug and Murs: Repeat 2X)
I can't sleep now. life me awake.

(Verse 2: Murs)
Now here I stand, at the threshold of
A to which I am no stranger
lurks the other side, once I cross, I black out
And I to act out, act my age, act my color
Act a fool, other then myself (in a way)
Quick, to the shelf, and of the AK
i walk with no reason, America's
I and hide in the beast underneath
A inch of flesh and skull, if the vain pops
Might become a vegetable, so I the stress in full
hard on a cigarette
thinking that an aneurysm just be a quicker death
I flick the Red and in step
Figure stress to make you blow your out
From the inside, without the barrel
Blood bubble, narrow
bulged from the forehead
More than it's worth
gray matter goes red so I for my head
two to my temple as the tempo increases
not for peace, but a as in cold steel
I still, clutch...
Want to back, bust and thrust this pressure from my head
Before my starts to flush
Hush, you hear It's the voices that's talking
Squalkin, mocking, got me stopping, and itchin
To get some shit then--- (scream)
spinnin, they winnin, blendin, evil would say
it bendin' my sendin a chill till I...

(Chorus 6X)