Luyện nghe bài hát Bed Bugs

Let's stop and talk on a street
Your guy is and muttering
Looks at me "now who the fuck is he?"
And I tell you man I that I knew

Trash mattress and a stuffed bear
Bed Bugs crawl through your hair
You got that thousand yard
I get itchy just talking to you

hopes sinking with the Argos son
Floating out on the freshman year run
It's so hard to fun
but there to be a way to get through

All your days fade
But all of the damn dogs, they that they've got it made
And no matter you say,
You know that you are going to do it anyway, do it anyway, do it

Knuckle says "I hate to live
On another dickhead who assures me that I'm too sensitive"
You can't tell everybody to off forever
be mortified when they finally do

You had a textbook breakthrough on a shaky
Seated next to kid
so embarrassed by her dad's use of slang
And nobody ever to feel cool

And these days I'm only saying something if I'm
That's the only it doesn't feel like I'm explaining
So if you see me and I to entertaining
I'm not singing I'm just to you

But you don't want a funeral everybody comes
And you don't want a kiss you're adequately numb
And you don't want to not even to say goodbye
And you don't to share how you're in shadows all the time
And you don't want to think about the people that you
They're a tug on sleeve, they're an embarrassment to you
Just some bones in the sun, just a rind
Just a sitcom aired before you even were alive
Your are full-length mirrors that you pull out of the garbage
Or orange juice soaked cotton balls to convince you, you starving
You somebody to fuck, someone to call when you get down
And some people to make why they even stick around
And now you want to drink, you say it feels the same as water
And you don't actually like me, I just subconsciously remind you of your father
And his flannel shirts that liked cigarettes and rain
And a of things you wished never had to change
But it's been quite like it was when you were a kid
eyes, play fight, bug bites, jiff peanut butter, cinnamon toast crunch
Strawberry allergy, bee

All of the people are
But tomorrow the and the cops will both have to eat
And whatever people say
You know that you got to do it anyway, do it anyway, do it anyway